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The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.

Chelsie Diane

May my children never read this.
CHELSIE DIANE

Children Myself Poet Reading
I play with the nativity and tell mary she looks good in that color blue.
CHELSIE DIANE

Blue Goodness Marriage Myself Native Pay
Everything great I’ve done I did not think to do so.
CHELSIE DIANE

Greatness Myself Thinking
You’re rolling me in coffee hands I’m u-turn smoked rubber coming back- oh I’m spent, ask on the still.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Hands Time Yourself
Good morning. The sun is 93 million miles away her light takes 8 minutes to find you each day. You are on purpose.
CHELSIE DIANE

Light Morning Path Purpose Time Yourself
My brother has not spoken to me in years. Something to do with Donald Trump or Jesus Christ or our horrible stepfather.
CHELSIE DIANE

Brother Family Father Horrible Ourselves Relationship
The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.
CHELSIE DIANE

Children Count Hands Oneself
If your mother does not love you well or is no longer here to love you well, may you feel worthy enough to open to the thousand tiny ways the spirit of mother longs to love you today.
CHELSIE DIANE

Enough Love Mom Small Way Worth Yourself
A twenty three year old hits on me in a coffee shop in venice, and I ask him if father is single.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Father Myself Old Shop
I found my old diary tonight. A brokenness I had forgotten pen pressured so deep it punctured page. I ran my fingers over my words and there inside ridges black I found a little girl desperate for someone to save her, desperate for the very woman I have become.
CHELSIE DIANE

Black Book Broken Deep Desperate Forget Myself Night Woman
I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Death God Horrible Sex Touch War
I should now admit I once made a fake account just to talk to you once more.
CHELSIE DIANE

Fake Social Media Talk Yourself
I will not believe It’s less holy to be human. I will not bow my head. I will not close my eyes to god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Believe Eyes God Head Holy Human Myself
I want to be in an Jane Austen novel with you.
CHELSIE DIANE

Love Novel Relationship Yourself
Beautiful creature its time to forgive yourself you were surviving.
CHELSIE DIANE

Beautiful Creature Forgiveness Survive Yourself
Oh the salt water I had to sweat to realize there was an ocean inside of me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Ocean Realization Water

The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.

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