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Sages and Pages
Writing until it makes sense
Sages & Pages
Writing Until It Makes Sense
A mix of creative writing and reflective pieces on topics like family, identity, adoption, and race.
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A piece reflecting on race and definition of self.
A prose piece on my adoptive mother's passing.
A prose piece on childhood, motherhood, and well, responsibility.
A prose piece about life, death, and what happens in between.
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A little reflective writing based on a day that made previous days make more sense.
Part reflection, part prose piece about finding comfort in sadness.
A poem about loving a heart made complicated by life. So, you know, everyone's.
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What Would Mary Lumpkin Do
For him to give you his children Without choice or pleasure For him to give you his land Born to hold us captive Your eyes must have...
The Shape I'm In
It flattens me It shatters me It shrinks me It drinks me Having made me liquid by Its sheer force of destruction What has it made of me I...
Outcast
When you Are an outcast For what You are Every breath Feels like rebellion
When We Were Close Enough To Touch
I long for a body that was never harmed That didn't recoil from violent words and rough hands Shrinking in fear of being seen I long for...
Covering
I no longer want to change my past or my life. This blanket that's been knitted now brings me comfort. Even when others added...
Chosen Things
I chose to embrace the parts of myself that disgust me. The parts where I judge and hate and snicker. The parts where I slice and dice my...
What I Leave For My Children
How grateful to be part of this tapestry one small thread that remains after death May it reflect love well may it be a story to tell...
62 Degrees in a Minnesotan April
62 degrees and I'm not thinking of my memories Now all I feel is a warm breeze after a winter freeze and the birds in the trees The blue...
In Gratitude of Life
Thank you for the clouds and the air and the breaths that it bears Thank you for the rivers and the trees and the strength that they see...
Childlike
Silence with closed eyes Leads to a memory of violence I sit until I need you again The safe hands of a friend Standing in the shower...
Pain Within, Joy Without
I sit, holding myself Trying to comfort and find hope to soothe the pain out of me Pain and joy erupt from deep inside enveloping waves...
Let Them Leave
All the reasons in the world won't change the truth.
Stay True
The best way to find the true is understanding what is false.
Stand
Do not underestimate the power and strength of love. Of God's love for you.
What I Went Looking For
What happens when don't find what we're looking for? Here's to our messes, may they be beautiful and powerful.
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