One evening, not but a few months ago, I was transported to the center of the universe.
self identity
What Do You Do
I wrote this poem in response to the innate fear that often manifests when you are presented with an opportunity you've asked for, that you want deeply, but that you are terrified to accept. Perhaps because you are afraid to fail, afraid to change, afraid of making the wrong choice. How do you let go … Continue reading What Do You Do
Why I write
I write out of quiet desperation. I write out of self-preoccupation. Out of wonder, out of frustration. I write for the same reason that so many of us are compelled to have children, so that some part of my conscious self might live on after my body wastes away. I write secretly to the one … Continue reading Why I write
Kristen Cheri Weiss 