by Little Ro | Thu,Sep,2023 | Healing, Poetry, Spoken Word, Trauma
Trauma’s an uninvited guest, So rude, it won’t relent or rest, Like bitter pills, its presence stings, In public spaces, it still clings. Around you, eyes cast judging stares, Some shake their heads, no one cares, Inside, a sinking, heavy weight,...
by Little Ro | Sat,May,2020 | Emotions, Healing, Little Ro, Poetry, Spoken Word
This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness Some momentary awareness comes As an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, Who violently sweep your house empty of...