Letters, Personal

Crooked Letters – Draft One

The first draft of Crooked Letters to Crooked Lovers officially exists in the physical world!

I fell into a bit of a creative slump for a few months while my mental health fluctuated and my medications were rearranged.
But now I’m feeling better than I ever have. I have more motivation, more energy, and more creative pumping through my veins.

Draft one is ready to be edited, rewritten, and expanded.

This is an exciting step forward for me on my journey to publishing this novel!

Love and Light
m.m.t.

Personal, poetry

Thoughts On: Feminism

Walking to my car

Alone

At night

A vice grip around my keys

Held like a weapon 

It’s a short distance 

But we all know the dangers

We’ve all been taught the dangers

Since we were too young to properly understand them

Too many stipulations on a young existence 

It’s the fear of never knowing true freedom 

The fear of never truly being able to say “No” and be heard

And be validated 

When we’ve all been taught from a young age

How to act

How to dress

How to speak

How to live

How to avoid being a victim

But in these lessons

We were taught something greater

How to stand 

United

Never making a move alone

Stronger together

So we take our stand

And fight

Together