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August 4, 2018August 6, 2018 ~ Liezel Graham

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Wife. Mum. Lover of words. Lover of the Word. Writer of stories. I drink too much coffee and dream improbably big dreams. The quintessentially weird kid, all grown up and (still) finding refuge in books and words. View all posts by Liezel Graham

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and when you get the chance to show mercy, do it extravagantly. give it away with wild abandon. it will always find its way back to you. —we all break, sometimes. . . © Liezel Graham 2019. . . . . #womenwriters #indiepoetry #poetrycommunity #shewrites #words #wordsmith #mercy #love #theywillknowyoubyyourlove #micropoetry #poetryporn #faithpoetry #liezelgraham #encouragementquotes #bekind #spilledink #iweepinink #spilledthoughts

Easing gently into our homeschool day on this Monday morning. . Wishing you a beautiful day! . . . #poetrycommunity #homeschool #words #womenwriters #indiepoetry #shewrites #wordsmith

words with myself. . . . . #faithpoetry #spilledthoughts #spilledink #womenwriters #indiepoetry #amwritingpoetry #micropoetry #micropoets #wotd #potd #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #liezelgraham #wordsofwisdom #trust #trustissues #relationships #poetsofinsta #poetsofinstagram #iweepinink

and then there was the time . . a lifetime, really. . if i am honest. . and honesty opens the door, does it not? . the time where i gave pieces of myself away. . . my . flesh and bone heart of stone. . allowed my body and my soul to be carried away by thieves who faded into the dark, . because i was not enough for me. . because the voice inside my bones, . one half of my dna, found me wanting, . until i believed the lie. . and all i have ever wanted was to be enough. . such a hungry word. . . enough. . and i have scraped portions of my heart onto the plates of others. . . by feeding them, i have tried to fill my hunger. . a feeble attempt at peace. . but i am not enough to fill the bellies of other starving seekers. . this, i know. . and i am still trying to trust that everything that i am is all that you have ever wanted. . . enough. . such a full word. . that i can call off the search for love and hope and (self) respect and all the other things that i have searched for in the thorns and the arms and the words and the eyes of another. . there are roots to destroy and flowers to sow and new doors to walk through. . this, is a fierce undoing of myself. . an unravelling and unlayering of who i am, until i find the beginning . of me. —unravel. . . © Liezel Graham 2019. . . Photograph by Nita. . . . #faithpoetry #spilledthoughts #womenwriters #indiepoetry #amwritingpoetry #indiepoets #words #potd #healing #youareenough #spilledink #iweepinink #liezelgraham #wordsmith #wordswithqueens #poetry #poetsofinstagram #healing #eatingdisordersrecovery

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