So I was asked, "How did you come about to become called Sparrow"...
The book I am co/writing was tentatively called "A Wounded Brain"...after a poem I had written about having a wounded brain.
I also penned another poem called "Sparrow"
SPARROW
she closes her eyes
imagines she can fly..
she watches the road
lay out before her..
she is a bird
chasing the wind..
soaring away
into the clouds..
searching for a safe
place to land..
She is a Sparrow
so tiny
against the sky..
I was comparing myself to that little bird...I decided to get a tattoo of this poem, and my tattoo artist drew up a pic of a sparrow chasing the wind...so I had that tattooed to my calf..
I decided to change the name of the book to "Sparrow"..I started a blog, mksparrow...
One day, and I am not sure who said this, but one day a friend of mine called me Sparrow...and when I heard that I got such a warm feeling...it felt right..I am a little Sparrow...So, I decided to be called that...I really quit being Melissa a long time ago...
I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Sunday, May 20, 2018
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