Disappear Here...

the curtain’s a sea anemone
in the way it sways
to the slow breeze
I lie spread out on the floor
looking at these things
and most of them are yours
and it’s so nice
sitting very still
without those old shoes
I could never fill

starfish with its arms out in a daze
staring at the stars
through an ocean haze
was I one you wished upon?
burned out like a lightbulb
when you turned me on
and it’s so nice
sleeping here all alone
with my ashtray and
white courtesy telephone
now I’m making out the shapes
like the shower rod - can it take my weight?
I will tell you I am fine
I got some news, friend, feels like I’m dying

turtle on its back in the desert sea
and you look like a cool drink
just slightly out of reach
draw myself into the shell
waiting on a sign from god
or a nod from hell
and it’s so nice
sitting very still
without those old shoes
I could never fill
now we’re turning on the lights
it’s the first day of my second life
take my name off of the lease
you can even keep the name it never suited me

Yesterday at work it was hard. Not only were we working in the garden in 90 degree heat, but my coworker stopped talking to me. I forget even how the conversation went but basically I interrupted him and said that he and I would always only be friends. He is 60 years old, married and has 5 kids- one of which is my age. It’s days like these that make me hate my job.

But then I have to remember my girls. They always tell me they learn so much from me and prefer my teaching to mikes. There are many special moments that happen out there with them. Today one girl showed me her arm full of goosebumps as she looked out of the garden at the growing crops and all her hard work. I get constant hugs from them, we laugh so much, i feel like i am honestly making a difference with them by talking to them and showing them simple kindness which is sadly something they have seem so little if ever at all, and my teaching style has greatly improved since I started this.

I learn so much from them as well. My whole perspective on things has changed within a year of doing this. I always say I would rather work with them than any other coworker, which may shock a lot of people on the outside.

I should probably write a book one day. My dream is to open a business that hires these women. With so little options once they get out, they so often return to the lifestyle and to help prevent this would be awesome.

The other day, someone said without crime we wouldn’t have a job. Well I would rather work at McDonald’s than see some of the heartbreaking stories I hear from these women every day.

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i’m confused.

Tramps like us, baby we were born to run.

I love me some Shelli Poptart Pup

I love Sophia Vergara.

One of my girls was sentenced 3 years to the state pen. She is one of the most intelligent people I have ever met. Such a shame. I know I shouldn’t get so attached because some of them just break my heart.