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…
10 love bombing country songs i wish i’d never heard
There was a time when I’d never heard any of the tunes or artists below. Then I fell in love with each in turn as someone seduced me with them…
we all hurt, we all lie, and nothing stays the same
Sometimes something drops into my life that fits so perfectly it takes my breath away – like a blow to the chest. This tune is one of those somethings….
the real thing is risky business
Being authentic is not without hazards. It often leads me to places I hadn’t planned on being — places I’d rather not be once I get there. But having been…
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…
everything’s gonna be alright…eventually
February and March 2020 weren’t such great months. Not for me. Not for most of the rest of the world. I wrote this poem towards the middle of March, after…
doing time
They say time heals all wounds. Let it be so. doing time ©2020 punkie doing time the rhythmic tick tock of the antique clock tortures & tears…
the devil’s in the house of the rising sun
the devil’s in the house of the rising sun © 2020 pookie the devil’s in the house of the rising sun i awake at sunrise with a universe-sized canyon…
