Innocence.
November 29, 2016
To commemorate Pule and those who live with loss.
Tag: Poetry
crystals and sunshine
June 25, 2015
Yesterday’s post was a tad hard-hitting, and while the primary goal of this blog is to create awareness, it is also meant to encourage as well. So remember to find simple beauty in the most mundane things. A walk home from work, or having a meal with your family. It’s finding these little nuggets of … More crystals and sunshine
to grow a brain
May 3, 2015
This is an article in a series for People Against Violence.Org I live on an island. Legitimately. Secluded from a great many trials and some social extravagances, truthfully, it is incredibly easy to let myself roll in a complacent rug and curl up by the fire, forget about…things. I must confess, I lose myself in … More to grow a brain
All of Now
March 18, 2015
tmariadm FindingFelicity: We aim to raise awareness to patient autonomy and Acute Myeloid Leukemia, a debilitating cancer with personal significance. This site, albeit with a public health agenda, embraces the notion that raising awareness can be accomplished in tandem with any interesting writing, regardless of the topic. A Therapeutic Passage. A cultural segue to more … More All of Now
~move
March 13, 2015
FindingFelicity: We aim to raise awareness to patient autonomy and Acute Myeloid Leukemia, a debilitating cancer with personal significance. This site, albeit with a public health agenda, embraces the notion that raising awareness can be accomplished in tandem with any interesting writing, regardless of the topic. A Therapeutic Passage. A cultural segue to more serious … More ~move
Cutlery
February 4, 2015
Will you Trust like a fork. In different ways. Hug like a spoon. With all your heart. Love like a knife. Steady, sharp and intense. Think about it, Lift your feet up, Pull away from the edge. Leap, Unclench your teeth Loosen your grasp Jump with your mind Body Soul Be whole If you live … More Cutlery
Rambling
January 13, 2015
From Her Perspective. If I Reach down, way down so Deep There are Words where, right where you’d Sleep And this Jade I, I use will Keep… Mefromexplodinglikethe cracksinthepavement thattravelonandon, theybranchoffand, continuereachingfor, whattheythinkfreedom, Is. Hold My Breath still, deep breath keep Calm Like the Beat on, beat in my Palm This… Jade I, I use; sweet balm, Isn’tenoughtostopthe … More Rambling
Sliced Bread
November 30, 2014
In Philadelphia ~Part 3~ “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” ~Oscar Wilde Continued from Me & Him The amount of pressure a person puts on their feet every single moment is enough to weigh the world down. It’s a heavy load. With all of the rules … More Sliced Bread
Me & Him
November 21, 2014
In Philadelphia: ~Part 2~ **A continuation from Peel Rubber. If a street could be eloquent with words, then I think I’d fall in love with it. Other than speech it has everything I need; noise, aggression, unexpected happenstance and colour. It has a lot of colour. I love it. He and I. Me and him, we were … More Me & Him
Peel Rubber
November 18, 2014
In Philadelphia: ~Part 1~ The cacophony of honks, shouts, winds, buses from the streets of the city are enough to make you re-think your decisions, or not think about them at all. We turned it into music and for one, insane night we seemed to detach ourselves from ourselves and go for broke, you know? … More Peel Rubber
FindingFelicity 