I look at my disfigured body… Time creates a distance but that is when time’s paradigm hasn’t been obliterated by trauma. This body I am forced to live in journeys with me in a
Interesting to me that on the anniversary date of my total hysterectomy and oophorectomy, I had to drive by the medical center that, not only did I deliver my first baby at, but it
Body pains. Emotional funk. Stomach upset. Existential wonder. Constant as this is, some days it’s next-level loud. Today marks the anniversary of my bilateral mastectomy. The edges of the memories blur only a little due to time passing, but something
I saw an image. It’s August. My head is spinning. The image is of the famous statue of Juliet in Verona, Italy. The caption: “to be a woman….” People have nearly bore a hole