My Sister's Keeper: All things Life & Photography

I know, I know,
Wounds heal,
I know this because I’ve heard this,
But I find myself asking if it’s true,
Maybe wounds don’t heal at all,
Suppose they simply dull,
Or the body just gets used to the feeling,
Missing limb,
Broken heart,
Lost hope,
Perhaps, it merely adapts to the loss,
Accepting the new change as norm,
All the while, know...

It took me weeks to sit down and write this, not because I didn’t know what I felt, but because I couldn’t find a way to hold all of it at once. A few weeks ago, news broke about a site referred to as the “Rape Academy,” where millions of men had registered in a single month. What unsettled me wasn’t just the existence of something so vile, but the response to it. The imm...

It’s a lot of work to pretend,
Keeping up appearances
Pretending to care about someone
Giving them false hope,
When all the while you just want to run,

Shrivel up and cower,

Forcing a smile when the reality is,

You’re scared, shaking like a leaf,

Giving words of affirmation,

When you are looking for an exit, <...

They told her this was her big break, but it cost her everything. This week’s read is Grown by Tiffany D. Jackson, a fast, unsettling look at fame, control, and how easily a dream can turn into something dangerous. Come ready to talk about power and silence, grooming and red flags, and who gets believed and who doesn’t. Drop your thoughts on this book.

All I was waiting for was for you to ask,
Hold firm in our relationship
In the hopes that you would get there
I would’ve waited
I would’ve been patient and understanding

Is that a surprise?
I would have accommodated and given you all of the support you said you needed
But I realize that’s not what you wanted
There’s some awkward pleasure in the ...