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  • Unity

    Unity

    We all have an interior monologue. Mine admittedly is no shy retiring violet. It’s always been there. Offering opinion. Asking the tricky questions. Hurmphing in the background. Saying what you want to be said but not so anybody could hear it. That’s the point.. its interior after all. As the PD progresses the symptoms become…

  • Archive

    Archive

    I sometimes catch myself at rest,  I see an older woman,  I’d like to say I see a dish  but I am only human.  I sag, i bag, my skin has folds,  I’m not sandblasted, taut.  I’m showing life upon my skin,  at times it has been fraught.  But this line here is from my…