Proximate Distance

By Mac Guerreiro It physically hurts to sit here and feel a million miles away, My heart feels tight, As if a mighty hand won’t let it breathe, As if this hand can only squeeze, And squeeze tighter, Then never let go, That’s how it feels to be so close yet so far away from …

Increments

By Mac Guerreiro Today, a miraculous thing happened. Eye didn’t procrastinate on recording the podcast. Seems little and even obvious but it was a huge step. No resistance or need to escape, just being there and willing to speak even when eye didn’t know where my speech was taking me. Some things can’t happen swiftly, …

Unknown

By Mac Guerreiro Eye’ll feel so much better when it’s all done. Eye know that, so why the determined force to keep us from the task? What do we get from that? Which one of us refuses to move? How can we help her get into a groove? This is all so different from what …

Here There Elsewhere

By Mac Guerreiro Not quite here, Yet not elsewhere, But also not there, A mind full of ideas, And a body with no energy to spare, A heart sustained by shallow breaths, Holds the deepest depths, The desire is strong, More so than the usual one, To create something of my own, Something with plenty …

Contained

By Mac Guerreiro My OCD-esque personality decided to make sure the yoga blocks were organized. We did this knowing he was watching and when we finished his snicker rang from behind us, as expected. It was then that an epiphany happened upon my mind, then my body and finally my heart: eye no longer happen …

Perspective

By Mac Guerreiro Eye colored my cousin’s hair and in that simple moment eye realized there was great joy. In spite of always having been easily amused eye’ve been keenly aware of the amount of joy one can find in the every-day things as of late. Perhaps because visiting family seems to be like that. …

Wild

by Mac Guerreiro inspired by “Stay Wild” by Hirie Untamed but not careless,Of the Earth and of the Sky,”Queen of The Night,”Watch her rise,Rekindling the fire once blown out,She’s emerging,Like a storm with violent clouds,In her wake she leaves beauty,The water cleansing all that no longer serves,And in her eyes it’s clear to see,She knows …

Surrender

By Mac Guerreiro That’s what eye get, For getting involved with the likes of you, But what was eye supposed to do? You were charming and fun, Of course you’re that way with every one, Can’t say eye didn’t know, Guess eye thought eye was immune, Eye really didn’t think this through, Perhaps because eye …

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