The origin story of a middle age queer.
Tag: Self love
Polyamory is fucking hard.
Right?!?!
From Paris to Paris
Coming outFeels likeComing intoMyself. This is a process of embracingAnd accepting.This feels like holding myself in love. This is a practice of authenticityOfawkwardinconvenientscarysafehardexcitingunavoidableTruths Coming out,Feels like Coming…… Read more “From Paris to Paris”
Ain’t She a Beaut’
I learned late in life that I was attractive.When I was 38 someone said to me “you don’t see how beautiful you are, do you?”My older sister…… Read more “Ain’t She a Beaut’”
The Climbing Addiction Pt. II
I wanted to loop back on something that I touched on in my last post . To quote myself (an exercise I never tire of): “I get…… Read more “The Climbing Addiction Pt. II”
Solo
I bet you totally thought this was going to be about free soloing. It’s not. In fact, this one isn’t even about climbing. This is a piece…… Read more “Solo”
Chasing Hawks 