Ricky R.R.
Bio
Depressive realist and author of A Spoonful of Sadness, Ricky devotes most of his brain-space to his polyamorous relationships, personal fitness, and ability to find connections in the dark. Happiness to him is compersion and patience.
Stories (2/0)
I Pray to Myself 5 Minutes a Day
Mm, sometimes, I tell myself good things I struggle to believe or forget to keep in mind. Other times, I simply focus on my breathing and cycle through poses that center me. I've been doing it 5 minutes at a time; maybe that's all I'm good for. I burn a tea light to remind myself that serenity is not mindlessness so please, Ricky, please don't fall asleep, ha. I like to keep the old matches up to a certain point to show myself how well I've been doing: sticking to the schedule of giving praise to myself; to the temple my soul, my consciousness, inhabits.
By Ricky R.R.6 years ago in Poets
Sometimes, My gOd Is Death
My gOd doesn't care about the color of my skin or how many days its been since I've washed it. My gOd doesn't care if I capitalize their name, and yes, their preferred pronoun is "they". My gOd is more progressive than your favorite politician and I wish that statement held more weight. I have to pray for my gOd to leave, not to stay. I pray for space instead of signs. My gOd does not flood worlds, only countries and states. I don't presume them to be fair and they don't expect to delude me into thinking otherwise.
By Ricky R.R.6 years ago in Poets
