Green Florals and Brown Spots
I remember a green floral sofa and a blurry brown spotted carpet.I confuse them as being together at the same time and place, but it's not the case; pictures tell me so.One was in our first home and apartment. The other was in our one and only house. Yet they are...
Anger
A drawing from an art-making ACA meeting reflecting my anger about being put into boxes regarding themes of femininity and conditional love regarding gender expression.
The Package
THE PACKAGE(A short poem about my struggle to face the ugly truth about family dysfunction.) A package appears on my desk,addressed to me.It’s from my parents.I see the label: Family Secrets. I know the rules:do not open under any circumstance.But the package calls to...
Letting Go
As an ACA, letting go of anything always felt like jumping from an airplane without a parachute. I held on for dear life and didn't let go of anything. It’s how I ran my business, it’s how I was in charge of my family, and it’s how I held on to my traumatizing...