sometimes, it feels as though I'm melting spreading into lather-like substance losing firmness consistency breaking apart, slowly- irrevocably a withered fern losing its light other times, melting is like healing its the scabbing of old scars its taking me into surprising new forms its as though the fire of pain came to glue me to... Continue Reading →
there are few things sweeter than the moments we give to our selves. the solace of meditative silence deeper breaths longer baths and slowly slowly preparing meals for yourself painting your nails singing an old song. then there is the healing from crying the small freedom of letting go of all that has attempted to... Continue Reading →
I thought I was better ‘til I put my fingers to the fire saw them burn but did not feel a thing -numb Featured Image: original art by Mamello Mosiana Similar Posts: decay – vapour -energy
I hate when you say you love me or miss me I gave up on you after the countless times you pushed away my outstretched hands I cried away my love when you told me I was ugly when I sat in the scorching water of the bathtub hoping to burn away my skin shrink... Continue Reading →
on body positivity- a critique of the notion of the totality of body-positivity.
an essay and some poetry on love, self-love and singlehood
TW: Eating Disorder
An essay in prose and verse format on travelling and depression.
on the balance of light and darkness
of healing and overcoming
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