Love Love Love you, K.
~I am pleased to have my poem, You Rise, published on FEMININE COLLECTIVE today.
I fell upon this beautiful, empowering site about a year ago. The stories, intellect, insight, support, and poetry about women exuberate me. I suggest you check out more of the work on their pages!
Our beautiful, gentle Kay.
*****15 Reasons She ( My Sister ) Stayed In An Abusive Marriage*****
~A Culture Of Excuses
( a note: before you start bitching, I used ‘He,” in this post, but “She” is also relevant)
He had a bad childhood.
He wasn’t loved enough.
He was loved too much.
“You can’t cage an eagle for long without destroying it.” ― Patricia Briggs
Dedicated to my darling sister, Kay, whom was murdered 6 years ago on May 26 by her estranged husband. I will love you forever and always, until the end of time.
~~~While chatting with the science teacher today, I notice a small plastic bag with a dragonfly inside. Me being me, I pick up the bag to get a closer look. I glare into it like one of those stupid human beings gawking at zoo animals. To be truthful, I detest animals locked up, monkey’s running to and fro from boredom, silverback gorillas stuck behind smeared glass, and the king of the jungle caged up like a trophy.
Kay’s House, May 26, 2010. The darkest day of our lives.
When I met God again, I resurrected from the fire—Kim Sisto Robinson
~On May 26, 2010, I died.
My darling sister RISES from the grave every. single. day.
~Every morning I wake up and forget just for a second that it happened. But once my eyes open, it buries me like a landslide of sharp, sad rocks.—Sarah Ockler, Sisters
The moment I experienced gratitude is the moment my healing started– Kim Sisto Robinson
This photo is my all time favorite of Kay. She is FREE! Free! Free!
I distinctly recall somebody during my mad, suicidal stage after Kay’s murder making this comment— “You should really consider your blessings.”