Author: Marianne Simon
Published on February 22, 2023
He’s Interested in Me – Part 2
I’d barely posted part one of this story, when there was already more to tell. It had been a few days since our last communication and I had that ‘butterflies in my tummy feeling,’ wondering when, if, […]
Published on February 17, 2023
He’s Interested in Me.
My wooden steps were on the brink of collapsing, and a construction crew finally showed up last week to replace them. As they were getting set up, all I could think of was how relieved […]
Published on January 26, 2023
Paralyzed
Not sure how to move forward. My right is so comfortable and sure-footed. My left, unsure, confused. Can’t quite remember how to move forward unbound. I am asking them to align, to move in synchronicity. As partners. But […]
Published on January 22, 2023
We Stutter and Stall
It is coming. The next shift. The next movement in this thing that is my life. It starts to take shape. A figure rising from the mist. It has to do with putting the writing […]
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Shades of Red
An ensemble of amazingly brave, beautiful women sharing life’s experiences, lessons, and evolution. Join us on February 11, Live in Los Angeles. It’s where fierce female voices turn life into art by sharing our stories. […]
Published on October 29, 2022
Shadows of Silk
Smooth shadows of silk brush along her legs. She is seven years old and her mother has finished sewing her first gown. It is pale blue with silver pleats and feels like butterflies against her […]
Published on October 25, 2022
Winter Hours – Most Unpredictable
I felt Her closing up shop last night. After weeks and months of being on display, open and wide, She was done. “Close me up. Put me away for a while. Let me eat my […]
Published on October 21, 2022
Life or Death. Really?
I woke up the other day with a big knot in my stomach. Not really a surprise, as I’d been expanding at a tremendous rate for the past months and was bound to hit some “upper […]
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Becoming Hawk
The woman who took to the skies. She thought she could fly. Imagined wings sprouting from her shoulders. She raised one foot. Rolled up onto the ball, balancing on that one point alone. She knew she […]
Published on October 16, 2022
You Are the Obstacle Course I Avoid
You are the obstacle course I avoid,The detour I make,The abyss I elude. Because it hurts so much to think of you, and to not think of you. I haven’t figured that out yet. You are in […]
