A well-known fact about me is that I am an advocate that everyone should have access to safe food. A little-known fact about me is that I show my love for people by giving them delicious food. I think it started with my brother Eddy, his love of food was unmistakable. His eyes would get … Continue reading Tamales & Cookies
Author: foxglove47
Eddy
I went to go sit with my brother’s memory today, to sit in his home in an attempt to grasp at his memory, to cling to whatever I could to feel his presence and to tell him goodbye. But what I found instead was an empty shell of what used to be, all of his … Continue reading Eddy
For my mother’s birthday
Since you gave me the gift of life, I wanted to recognize you on your special day. There are a lot of traits we carry from our mothers. Be it the way we fold towels, the shape of our toes and even sometimes the way we laugh. Our mother's are the first sound we hear, … Continue reading For my mother’s birthday
Love vs. Hate
The spiral of mutual destruction Love and Hate hold the same frequency, but create vastly different outcomes. Both hold on fiercely, but one uplifts, and the other causes intentional harm. When the two hold the same space with imbalance, a vicious cycle is created filled with addictive deep emotions of joy and repugnant emotions of … Continue reading Love vs. Hate
Our Truths
The words that are left unspoken can fill and stifle a room; it is silent and ever present demanding to be known. Each gesture, conversation, thought sprinkled with bits of hidden truths, slowly etching out the reality of the true inclination of self. It is much easier to live a life where we stuff everything … Continue reading Our Truths
Holding Space for Trauma
What does it mean to hold space for yourself or someone else? Holding space for myself means to allow myself to experience whatever it is I am feeling without resistance. To become water in the intense feelings that recovering from trauma can create. Holding space for others means to allow them to feel whatever they … Continue reading Holding Space for Trauma
13-1000-1
You never bought me flowers, but there were those moments where you made me feel like you would give me the stars if you could. Gifts of the physical nature were never something that you really understood. Yet I am surrounded by all of the things that you gave me. The beautiful, the horrendous, all … Continue reading 13-1000-1
Time
It is in the stillness that I hear your laughter Sensations of your body close to mine touch me Echoes of your voice like a whisper kiss my ear It is in these moments I feel the ache of your absence It is in my dreams that I feel the terror I endured The panic … Continue reading Time
Free
There is a darkness that seeps into the house It brings in the night breeze Calm. There is a silence that engulfs sensation It is an overbearing presence Speak. There is a conversation forced and unsteady It brings out confusion and anger No. There are scattered words thrown across the room It becomes conveluted and … Continue reading Free
Today
Today I went to work, My body stiff, my head held firm... Don't drift, don't think, just be present. Today I forced a meak smile Involuntary nod, fingers twitching... Don't let them see, just breathe slowly. Today I existed without you, Allowed myself to be more than a shell... Don't remember, don't forget. Today I … Continue reading Today




