How Many More Ways Can This Year Break Our F*cking Hearts?
BY CHRISTY WILLIAMS Heavy hearts.So many of them.Asking, “How many more ways can this year break our fucking hearts?”The weight of the world…
Tag: HEARTACHE
Shards & Fragments Most Don’t See
BY R. JADE MCAULIFFE Pieces… whirling in the globe shaken, snowy grief is home eating fear and breathing pain exhaling, just to start…
My Hollow Heart Aches & No One Comforts My Aches
BY ASHLEY CAPPELLETTY My hollow heart aches Of haunting memories Of a past that shattered me. Of a person only I knew Inside…
Brave, Dear Heart Of Mine — Tremble, Rumble & Know Your Worth
BY ANDREA SUGAR My heart is my dearest responsibility and truly it is mine alone. But, oh, how it sometimes aches for you…
A Sweet Practice Of Breaking The Heart Open
BY SUGAR There is a certain sweetness to the breaking open of my dear, tender heart. It brings a tiny smile to my…
Home, Breathless And Beginning Again
Your hand that fits mine leaves a memory mark when I run this land. Briars, brambles, the dark stain of stolen fruit, a smile, evening sun on the slow, slow eloquent river.
We Know How to F*ck Up The Good Stuff; Burn it Down And Rise Up
We’ve got tear gas riot squads aiming straight for the protest lines of our weary souls. Landmines in our chests that we trip over every time we try to hide from the terrifying tremble of our own war torn hearts.
Sometimes Things Hurt So Much They Stop Hurting
Sometimes things hurt so much they stop hurting. A dull and present ache. A pain you didn’t know existed but eventually, it seeps into your skin, becomes a part of you. A pain waiting to be discovered.