I picked a bunch of memories, pain, love, and gratitude found myself barefoot between mountains, streams and sunsets and even though it was a road full of exciting and sometimes soul-destroying moments I am proud to be able to stand on the 2020 mountain with a heart that overflows and that is free and in the shoes of a woman who knows nothing is insurmountable
Every night she looks up at the moon and dreams of faraway places where the ground isn’t cold and the walls aren’t lonely and silent with regret
Monotony comes with the struggle to survive food on the table and sheets on the bed escape comes in the form of H.P. Lovecraft a torch and a starry sky lit up by the only guardian angel she’s ever known
She reminds herself every new moon that just because she can’t see her pock-marked guardian doesn’t mean that he’s not there because unlike everyone else in her...