Thoughts I had when I was 37…
The American Milk and Dairy board says eat more meat
And you still have trouble with cheeses
So afraid, so afraid that the accusatory notion that
You are what you eat is true
You don’t wanna be cheesy, is that it?
No one wants to eat grass either
‘Cause its not cool in the eyes of tigers
But to a tiger
You’re a lite lunch.
And if they do eat you
And you are what you eat
Do they become humans?
Is that why no one eats us?
Cause no one wants to be us?
Two years of turmoil, temptations, and trials unfold in this anthology of poetic musings by TL Banks. In a quick and chaotic changing world the mind of one hopelessly romantic and fiercely opinionated woman was changing as well…was love the answer to all questions or was death or both? Her ravings are problematic and passionate and 100% human. This collection of weirdly resonant and unhemmed lyrical edges captures moments and memories that are sad and still triumphant as TL grapples with what pierces her armor the most- the misunderstood and stigmatized mechanization of Borderline Personality Disorder and the counterintuitive steps toward sanity during a global pandemic.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BT6RHGW2?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860
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My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 