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FAQ Warrior Goddess Queen

I get hundreds of emails every day asking questions to do with #warriorgoddessqueen (or none, ever, but whatevs) So, I thought I would answer some of the more common/never asked questions I get. Amberley, what IS a Warrior Goddess Queen? This is a tricky question to answer. Because there is no real stereotype of a… Continue reading FAQ Warrior Goddess Queen

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bloggity blog, writing

Forced to think of things *or* picking a scab so the wound heals

Waiting at the psychologist's office This is not because of you You are not that important I'm here for me For my health Because I am important (PS obviously this isn't aimed at you... this is aimed at goat dragon... you are super important, peep reading this. Look after your mental health. We only get… Continue reading Forced to think of things *or* picking a scab so the wound heals

bloggity blog, poetry

But fuck that shit

I was gonna write another hate poem I was gonna write another "fuck you" poem I was gonna worry Steam and boil in my anxiety and hatred and fear of you I was gonna cry I was gonna crumble in on myself Take my insides and pour them out onto the paper Allow myself to… Continue reading But fuck that shit

bloggity blog, writing

Channing Tatum is not you

I wish I could stop thinking about Channing Tatum I wish I could stop thinking about his strong arms around my body I wish I could stop thinking about Jared Leto I wish I could stop imagining him Behind me in bed Next to me as I write, hand on my knee I wish I… Continue reading Channing Tatum is not you

bloggity blog, writing

The danger of undeserved power

The books I've read have always explained blood as smelling "coppery" or "metallic." They're not wrong, but they're not right either. Yes. I could detect that old-penny tang in the air, but there were other things too. They never mention the rot of it. The butcher shop meatiness. The piss and shit part that will undoubtedly be there. Because if there is so much blood you can smell it, then someone is either dead or about to be. A bandaid would no longer help them. Blood doesn't just smell like loose change. I should know. I was covered in it.