Suzanne Wigginton 8/2/14 Suzanne Wigginton 8/2/14

BURNED BY THE DIVINE PRIMAL GODDESS

SHE prods, pokes and pushes.Flailing and screaming, I enter the fire of my fears stunned, weepy, lashing out.

My process is messy and rage-y but the primal goddess refuses dormancy when growth shows up on the menu.

Suzanne Wigginton 3/1/14 Suzanne Wigginton 3/1/14

Lifted

I doubtfalter flounder fall.

Suzanne Wigginton 9/10/13 Suzanne Wigginton 9/10/13

Pausing At The Threshold

I hope to be real instead of right,mighty over impervious in awe without overwhelm and besotted in full.

Suzanne Wigginton 5/9/13 Suzanne Wigginton 5/9/13

Scorekeeping and the Now Piece

from this place of armamentmy soul lay to waste withering between alive and dead locked in a straitjacket of integrity

Suzanne Wigginton 4/30/13 Suzanne Wigginton 4/30/13

Exhaust (a spiral dance)

when hungry whispers collideclamoring for definition their call for clear intention feels like a taunt, and with a desperate bid for order honesty muddies into manipulation a well-seasoned skill underscores that there is yet an "I" who can not be trusted.