notes - Life of a showgirl Under lock and key My job to carry yours Weighty constraints

I cope alone. Mention of medical procedures. sexual health

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

distraction, brain overrun, mind slowing down

F* k ‘em, I see you

Be kind, love, peace, hope, pain, change, the universe

brutal denial, you are not alone, needs still there

golden retriever energy, tortured poet, I can smile for you, poetry journal

Furrowed brow. raw drafts, notes the moment before - tragic

The world feels painful The wickedness so much more Reaching out and getting stung Wanting, and never, wanting Opening and slamming the door

outline, judged, faded, diminished, don’t make a ‘fuss’

soothe,

Clean What would I wash away Everything - and so many days But then where would I be now and where would the learning be Because I am who...

There’s no way to win with you

Emergency alert You are fabulous and always will be A world without you in it would be a sadder place. You are a weeping willow’s...

Where is the human?

I am my architect of change

Glorious

What it’s like when your family don’t seem to read feelings in others very well, or have the levels of empathy that you do They care in...

When I think, what’s the point? Well, why not?