I’m a museum embroiderer, along w some other work that I do, who has been living from one brain injury to another beginning at age 2

I am a museum embroiderer. The pictures that are shown are a small part of my gallery. How this talent came to me, I do not know. I just go with the flow. Whatever pops in my head comes out with my thread work. I am also still able to do other forms of art. […]

It Knows by Naomi

My body knows a pain within,it draws it out upon my skin. Upon my wrists I’m forced to see,how hard the ropes have pulled on me.The red marks on my knee they label,how pressure burns pressed on a table. Redness on my thighs submit,a full-grown man just won’t fit.That shooting pain within my clit,knows where […]

Breathe by Gloryfied

Dandelion seeds and lavender.. Breathe in.. Breathe out.. You are moving.. You are healing.. You are working through this process we call recovery. Keep breathing. Keep moving…

Little Hands by Anne D.

Skipping across the street.Little hands wrapped around mommy’s finger.Hurry, don’t be late.Quickly Cross the street. Little Hands clutch Mommy’s leg.Mommy is talking. I can’t see the ladies.The desk is too tall.I am too small. Little hands Hold the crayons.Green, Red, Blue, and Yellow.I don’t stay in the lines.Mommy says “be neater.” Hurry Up! It’s almost […]

All of Us by OneOutOf6

This is something I wrote for the members of my support group: This place is beautiful but also sad. We make useful of something oh so bad. We feel disrupted, corrupted, silenced and blamed, subjected to ridicule, violence and shame. We tell our stories so others will know. We get buried by emotions and like […]

Hate is a strong word by Ollie

There is a difference between hate and anger,Hate has a shorter reason,But always has the taste and is always stronger.Anger simmers deeper,It usually is formed by a secret,Isn’t that right? If I hated you,I would have your picture on my walls,I’d have shredded up memories of any trace of caring for you at all,I’d burn […]