Protection of My Own Space

Protection of My Own Space by Cheryl Marlene

I feel myself wound tight. No maybe wound protectively. A blanket wrapping my shoulders to protect me from the cold. I usually find my own warmth, my own safe space. Letting someone into this place with me I don’t do easily, and I don’t do casually. I protect so that I am not in a … Read more

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