Tender Around The Eyes

I grew tall /
too quickly /
Almost as quick as my inferiority /
No amount of sloping and flat shoes /
Could hide /
my head above the parapet
I grew tall /
too quickly /
Almost as quick as my inferiority /
No amount of sloping and flat shoes /
Could hide /
my head above the parapet
now every cell feels the shame /
The programmes passed down from generation to generation /
Can I break the cycle? /
Can I be the one to say no more? /
Can I be the one to break free of addictions allure?
In this period between Lughnasadh and Samhain as we move from the light towards the darker half of the year, we invite you to join us to shine the light together into the darkness of the shame that we each carry.