Today I am proofing my poetry "Broken Vessels" as it will appear in Dialogue's Spring issue, and I am finishing revisions of my latest CNF essay, Broken Folk. I don't know if I'll ever be brave enough to push this piece for publication, but that is the goal of this advance CNF class. I'm going to have to publish anonymously if I do. And truthfully, I believe I have a responsibility to tell this story. Especially right now.
Also, I am an anxious, quaking ball of nerves and tension.
My mantra is: I can live through emotional triggers.
And I can.