Her mind never quiets,
Her mouth hardly moves.
Her hiding place is too worn,
With nothing left for cover.
Continue reading “Her.”-
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Mental health, Buddhist teachings, and Lesbian poetry I hid in the depths of my soul for 20+ years.
Her mind never quiets,
Her mouth hardly moves.
Her hiding place is too worn,
With nothing left for cover.
Continue reading “Her.”
Mindfully Messy 