where is she?
The impact of narcissistic abuse on survivors is profound, and potentially crippling. If the abuse began in childhood with a narcissistic parent or family system, the effects may last…
undone
This is a challenging time for just about everyone I know, including myself. Both the whole big world, and my own smaller world, seem to have been turned inside…
chained
I wrote this poem in May 2020 when my narcissist lover discarded me for the third time. He would discard me three more times between then and me publishing the…
hidden
Someone who is high on the narcissism spectrum may feel so small and damaged inside that they build a protective self to feel safe. But a narcissistic protective self behaves…
dear narcissist
I don’t like labelling people; the title of this poem is for convenience. To have been accurate, it should have been entitled “dear person who is high on the narcissism…
the painful cycle of narcissistic abuse
I never dreamed I would find myself in an emotionally abusive relationship, especially not at the wise “old” age of sixty-four. I have been a feminist most of my…
second fiddle
The writing of this poem, and the circumstances that led to its surfacing, helped me discover, name and understand something about myself that I think I’ve always known at some…
how to wrap your cat in less than 2 minutes
It’s the priceless long-suffering look on the cat’s face that cracks me up. It’s like “Okay, what indignity must I suffer today to get my treats?” To be clear,…
even in prison there’s space between the bars
quarantine a short poem by punkie quarantine fearful others choke and smother the right to seek and find destroy fine art and break our hearts with…
beware the charming king of swords and his evil pair of queens
a nurse her re rhyme ©2015 by punkie the king is in the parlour, pissed off at his sister the queens are in the pantry finding ways to…