Invisible

  I am not black. I am the wrong shade of white. I speak with no accent, Yet people shout at me, To help clarify their words. My hair is too dark, My nose is too hooked. I am too female, So my mind must be faulty. I am too small, too short, too young, […]

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Almost Old

I’m days away from being a year older, which is a strange thing to say as I spent all year becoming a year older in daily increments since my last diabolical but enchanted birthday. If anything, because of the events of my last b-day, I should probably be avoiding making a fuss at all on […]

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Too much ‘ism’ in my schism

Sometimes being me is a chore. Having the abilities I have as an intuitive and empath weighs very heavily on me. It can be a very solitary pursuit when all around you don’t understand or can relate. From my experience meeting others like me is a rare occurrence indeed, and it tends to be brief […]

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