Jadine steer
Bio
poetry and story writing ✍️
Stories (2/0)
There She Was.
There she was, so innocent and new to the world but barely new to me, the walls where a fresh and crisp white and the rain was rolling down the windows. But in her peaceful bliss, stretching her little toes and nimble fingers. So use to her womb, her comfort and safety is now placed within my arms. She is warm and soft and I am looking down at her admiring her every single muscle she stretches. I have never felt prouder. Everything I have and everything she will receive will be purely out of my love and safety from my heart and soul.
By Jadine steer3 years ago in Psyche
radical empathy
radical empathy, I am a frontline loyal Unconditional love at its most toxic. tearful at its most enraged and angry at its most passionate. Radical empathy. at its wavering and as discreet as my boldest blindest minutes and hours divided into my skin. Multiplied by drink
By Jadine steer3 years ago in Poets