“ Looking into the fire, listening to the drums…I realized that my heart was pounding out of my chest because the too young girl had spoken a primal language to the beast that lives inside of me…the one who only sees life in fantasy and dream…the one who I packed away when I left my inner boi behind so long ago and didn’t allow him to become a man…because I had to be someone else…I had to be someone’s mother…and my Femme-self came into being. My beast… My little boi grown up…
10.14.08
