centered between a vulnerable and guarded space i’m not afraid to show my face and if you choose to join me for a day, an afternoon, an evening of your time… i’ll take that risk to bleed. in my space i feel warm. delicate. walking through this tiny forbidden space, the vulnerable scratches theContinue reading “4”
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the son that shines right through
when the worst what ifs and could be try to swallow me up, the brightest burning little star finds me. wraps his arms around my heart and flashes the most brilliant smile that saves me from me. what a gift you are. you make me laugh right through my tears until they’ve disappeared.
Ciara Ashley Johnson 