I’m older now, child parts, inside

I talk to the sky, stars and all the paper Trying to remind me that I’m just sad

Hope, Tara poet, skies

Stuck. poems.

What I’m thinking about

Can neurodivergent people be more conductive or feel static more?

trauma - blame, shame

demolition of the concrete (tornado, absorbing the pretty) Heart is still there

In a way, wishing things ‘could’ be different, conversations

Judgement - flowing and glowing, yet there were always ‘too many’ of them, words never for showing

poetry notes

A (potentially) neurodivergent thing I realise I DO struggle with, mini realisations of different ways, trauma and ADHD, Chewing gum poem

short version, poetry

poetic, quick write, people pleasing, boundaries

a strangely, beautifully wonderful thought, tarastar.substack.com Dogs they net the moment, Live within it Snatching magic, it’s not caught

The train

the ripples, poetry

Retro Sammy You invite yourself into a space that isn’t yours There is no listening In awareness In my head, I’m slamming doors Old...

and then..

Make it up as I go along, shame