Brenna Hapes 3/30/21 Brenna Hapes 3/30/21

Drowning

Nebulous. Good. So expressive. That’s me. Weird words. Clung to. Holding on to. The one thing that is certain. Words. Black on white. Definitive. Solid. Safe.

What the Rain Washes Away

While the rain does wash away everything in the moment, it doesn’t permanently erase all marks. Some are indelibly created.

Life is a Series of Tangents

I have taken a circuitous journey to where I am, often finding myself unraveling and then raveling again. Stuck and yet not stuck. Stumbling blindly and then tumbling for joy. Lost and found.