I write the way I attempt life, one prompt at a time, one mess at a time and sometimes, all at once. Gurgling, giggling, sobbing; embracing each day as it comes. When there is no right way to do life or writing, the only way left is together.
Trauma therapist, poet, writer, octopus, mama to a teenage boy, three cats, one dog and two parents. Big mad woman on the loose, also a beaver, a grizzly bear and seasoned professional napper.
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