Sometimes when we are in the midst of struggle, trying to find out exactly who we are, who we love and can’t love, words fail. So, instead of describing my past monthly exploits, out came a poem. It is a poem of the constant confusion I am experiencing these days in trying to find my path of love and destiny. I find sometimes that only poetry can portray what I feel. So I hope you enjoy it.
Until next time,
Illustration by Clare Behe