The Color of a Lie 

She never ceases to blow my fucking mind. Stephanie Bennett-Henry in all of her spectacular glory.

Stephanie Bennett-Henry

The blood is thick here

circling around cold hearts

constantly trying to take my hand,

but never to hold it.

All eyes on me, looking like home,

I stare into them, memorize them,

until I recognize the color

of a lie folded over, disguised

like a mask that looks familiar;

I have been here before.

I don’t want to be anymore.

I see my spine in your eyes

turned weak, I see my heart

in your mouth as you chew it up;

well spit it out… I want it back.

I’m not taking your hand

so you can pull me to the place

you think I should go.

I know where my dreams are,

I remember the way.

I have emptied your eyes,

taken back what’s mine.

Don’t follow me.

I will follow my heart

for the first time in so long.

You can taste your own words,

feel the…

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Scar Crossing

I am who I am and I make no apologies. My soul has always been from another place, where hearts are seen and scars are shared. There's another world somewhere waiting for me. I hear it calling in my dreams; it's calling me home. I run towards the voices, the hearts, the scars, until I'm … Continue reading Scar Crossing

My Crumbling – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Stephanie Bennett-Henry

I have no reason to stretch the truth until I bend into a lie that says, I have stood my ground, I am not breaking, I am as whole as I’ve ever been. No. That’s not the truth, and as much as it hurts, this truth of mine, as much as it sticks a knife in the gut of all I have ever been, and twists its broken blade inside of me to show me my reflection in the pieces of that shattered mirror where I once looked and smiled, I have crumbled. I have finally crumbled. But I’m not looking away from the pieces that promise to be whole again, I look straight into the mirror that once was like a dare to bring on seven years of bad luck. I’m not afraid anymore because at this point, I’ve seen the darkest room, stood in the loneliest corner, held…

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Full Circle – Stephanie Bennett Henry

A gorgeous piece from Steph to her son ❤

Stephanie Bennett-Henry

I hope one day when you are older, you can look back and smile at all of this chaos that keeps our hands tied together. I hope you can look back through my eyes and understand, despite my mistakes that were blindfolded with good intentions, I was trying my hardest to give you the world I never had. I was trying to give you everything, and in the midst of this madness, I failed. I’m sorry for that. I came from a place where love was money and things being thrown my way so I would stay out of the way. I am still learning that’s not love at all. I hope you know that I tried to rip myself open to pull out the ruin, before it could be passed along to you, but sometimes the mania stitched me back up and laughed, before I could collect every piece…

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She Is Soul and Stories – A Collaboration

Tiny stories crawl beneath her skin. Sometimes they breathe love from her heart, dropping kisses from her soul and other times they drag sadness through her core and stay hidden behind her eyes. © Michelle Schaper 2016 Until the memories find their way inside, exploding the tears through the blue, through the brown, puncturing the … Continue reading She Is Soul and Stories – A Collaboration

The Gift I Saved For You – Introducing Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Stephanie Bennett-Henry is brilliant. I spent a lot of time crawling around in the dark trying to avoid the unknown places where monsters hide. Careful not to wish for anything, in fear those wishes would turn into nightmares waking me… Source: The Gift I Saved For You - Introducing Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Breaking Beautiful

Show me what it looks like, the beautiful part of the breaking. Describe it to me in a way that lets me feel it down deep where madness decays in my bones. I need to know there's beauty somewhere in all of these pieces so I can believe in something again and know this isn't … Continue reading Breaking Beautiful

We Never Made The Headlines – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

  I was born beautiful. I was born capable of conquering the world with tiny feet and cheeks blushed over with dreams. Chunky monkey, you have it all. I believed it. I believed in everything. Hands filled with stars that I threw up in the sky myself... and I watched the first one fall when … Continue reading We Never Made The Headlines – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Thank you, Sir, Can I Have Another? – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Thank you, Sir, can I have another? I wasn't quite clear the first dozen times you called me a bitch, a whiny female, worthless. Tell me again how I'm dramatic, overreacting, just in the way. Tell me how I'm ruining everything for you just by talking. Somehow my voice got a firm grip on your … Continue reading Thank you, Sir, Can I Have Another? – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

The Blooming – Stephanie Bennett-Henry

The Blooming   Call it whatever makes you feel good for turning away from the mess that I finally grew into. I own it. Took me this long to finally fit into the misunderstanding of my own eyes and the way my heart beats much deeper than the surface of a view that can change … Continue reading The Blooming – Stephanie Bennett-Henry