A poem I wrote for Word Church. Peace be with words with friends. Go to the next one. ********************** I know I am the type of girl who buys crystal stones but won’t spend the $7.99 for a soup ladle even though I eat a lot of soup. I know you are the type of […]
(1) I am, at my worst, a Billy Joel song. (2) The roots of which come from many experiences, some of which are also illustrated by a Billy Joel song. (3) But no one and nothing else is going to make it better for me except myself, (4) all of us could benefit from some […]
I wish I could tell little me that, despite losing her mind a few times, she ended up smart, successful, pretty and surrounded by unconditional love, with the ability to recognize and cherish it. But, then again, maybe if she knew, it wouldn’t have ended up so. <3 Merry Christmas.
In January I’ll do all the things I’ve meant to All the things I’ve tried and failed at a thousand times before. In January I’ll feel whole and healed and full of everything I need. Only a few more days, I am strong enough To handle one more weak.
Here’s what I think we should do. Instead of dismissing and/or demonizing the phrase “Happy holidays!,” because doing so misses the religious respect rooted in that statement, we should all just say whatever we’re celebrating this time of year and if the recipient of the greeting is celebrating something else (INCLUDING HAPPY HOLIDAYS), they should […]
Deny your shame and your guilt and all the things that make you feel lesser than. Deny “that one time” and the sense that you have someone to be other than what you are right now. Deny the thoughts that take time away from you being the best version of you, as determined by yourself. […]
Following, a character piece I did for the sci-fi edition of Struck a Nerve. EnJoY, nerds. Hello. My name is Andrea Mulder. And I am here to save you. Now before you take one more sip from that bottle of satan’s semen, let me tell you about my father. God. I discovered God’s salvation because […]
Thinking about Daddy as the ground gets cold, as the cows gather for comfort, as my roots are as warm as ever, as Tupac’s on the radio. “Chicago” by Carl Sandburg Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation’s Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the […]
*photo by Ryan Lewis* Talk to Nikolaos Hulme about his latest series of watercolor paintings, and it becomes fairly obvious he’s been wrastlin’ with some demons… wrastlin’ and learning where they go on the memory board and then putting and leaving them there to gather dust. A curated version of the series is showing this […]