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    Let’s Make New Heroes

    by Camille

    My heroes were
    Travelers
    Wanderers
    Adventurers
    Writers

    And mostly drunks

    Jack Kerouac
    Hunter S Thompson
    Kesey
    Bukowski
    Hemingway

    It seemed that to be
    Wacky
    Weird
    Adventuring with the flow
    That you had to be

    Drunk

    Isn’t that the fantasy?
    Wild and free
    Ending up in a random Mexican bar
    Seeing how far the night can go
    But
    That’s not quite the reality

    Reality sets in the days after
    When my compass
    Spins round
    My star
    Dims down
    My heart
    Unheard
    With no idea
    Where I am
    Anymore

    It doesn’t have to take a poison
    To be wild and free
    I know who I am
    I’m down for anything
    I’ll dance until the sun comes up
    Collapse laughing in your arms
    But this time
    My compass
    My star
    My heart
    Doesn’t get so far lost

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    I Cried, Now I’m Thirsty

    by Camille

    I’m surprised it took two months on lockdown with my Mom during the coronavirus pandemic to get into a major argument. It started small, but then exploded. I was extremely upset, I didn’t quite realize at the time but I cried, ALOT. I felt stressed, and a lot of childhood anxieties and emotions came up again, stuff I hadn’t felt in quite a while.  I was with her in the car when it happened, we were headed for a walk on the beach. When we got there, we ended up going our separate ways. I stumbled around for a while,…

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    An Ode To My Healing Body After Alcohol

    by Camille

    Sleep, oh lovely and delicious healing sleep, thank you for visiting me again now that alcohol is gone from my life. It’s been way too long. I’ve been catching up on the sleep I missed out on for the last 15 years. Seems like 10 hours a night my body and brain are healing. Healing from all the abuse I put it through. Flushing out the poison I drank all that time. I asked myself, Why am I sleeping so much? Ohhhhh, your body needs to heal, it dawns on me. So, what is the healing process after you stop…

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