Every time I sleep,I’m afraid my bones will snap—not because I’m weak,but because I’ve already survived thingsthat should’ve buried me. Vulnerability?That’s never been soft for me.It’s been danger.It’s been impact.It’s been a warning sign I learned how to ignore. But I still stand. I walk as a child of God—a woman of God—and I don’t … Continue reading Standing Strong: The Power of Vulnerability
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Sin, Pride, and Passenger seat
Remember back when sin and I shook hands?Well, meet pride — he already understands.He runs the show, he takes the bow,He loved the lies, and he loves them now. Pride and I, oh’, we struck a deal;"No need for help, just fake what’s real."I let that idiot take the wheel- But then I welcomed the … Continue reading Sin, Pride, and Passenger seat
Sacred Scarf
By: I AM Katrina Grief didn’t arrive gently.It pinned me down.Tied me without rope.I did it to myself-nailed my own skin to memory,my bones to stiff silence,my breath to what I couldn’t say aloud.It felt like punishment.I did it to myself-for loving too deeply,for losing what love couldn’t hold onto.I was still.But Not in peace—in … Continue reading Sacred Scarf