The Becoming Of Ms. Butterfly Genesis

Real life. Real growth. Real becoming

Time

  • Rewritten Pages

    I open the tattered book of yesterday,Where familiar faces haunt every line—A script of worn-out verses, repeated, unchanged. Yet here…

    : Rewritten Pages
  • Storm

  • HIM

    A day full of anticipation.Nervous.Excitement but confusion because we need to think of anyone or anything else but the moment…

    : HIM
  • Goodbye doesn’t exist

    Anytime I think about the last time you and I spoke anytime, I think about the last time you and…

    : Goodbye doesn’t exist
  • Two years

    It’s been two years since the last time we said goodbye I have no idea what to say or how…

    : Two years
  • One Mother

    I did not understand your value as a person and mother until I no longer had you to fight with…

    : One Mother
  • Home

    Anytime things get tough, she finds herself contemplating when things were pretty not smooth but smooth enough to make her…

    : Home