KPJewell
Communicator. Storyteller. Mother. Gamer. Feminist. Frequent cryer. Spotify playlist curator. Movie watcher. Netflix binger. Sometimes blogger.
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Garden of Nothing
There isn’t a lot of good in the wastes. Not a lot of gentle, not a lot of care. There’s a wealth of harm. Rough edges, sharp corners, dirt and grit. Sand ground into your skin. Under your eyelids. In the backs of your teeth. How do you get clean when the dirt is inside you?
No Goodbyes
Summer is so changeable. The sun beams down, then thunder and lightning a moment later. Sometimes all at once. I feel that way as I get into the driver’s seat—all thunder and lightning and sun shining between slivers of dark cloud. So why not leave the top down and step on the gas?
