Tracy Toccara
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Tracy Toccara is a poet and a warrior of life whose verses chronicle a profound journey from the shadows of addiction to the light of recovery. Her collection of poems is not merely words on a page; it is a testament to her resilience.
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Finding Myself in Literature
I remember the first time I saw myself truly represented in literature. It was a quiet evening, and I had just picked up a book recommended by a friend. As I turned the pages, I found myself immersed in the story of a woman whose experiences mirrored my own. She was a poet, like me, navigating the complexities of love, identity, and self-acceptance. But more importantly, she was a lesbian, unapologetically embracing her truth.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Pride
Echoes of Vulnerability
In the quiet corners of my heart, I find the fragile pieces, The ones I hide from the world, Afraid they might break me. But in the sharing of my weakness, I discover a strength unknown, A bond forged in vulnerability, A connection that heals.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Poets
An Illusion
I found myself caught in a whirlwind of false love. We took trips to beautiful places, dined at the finest restaurants, and indulged in the luxuries of life. On the surface, it seemed perfect. But beneath the glamour, there was an emptiness. It was a half-relationship, filled with moments that looked like love but lacked the depth and sincerity. The gestures were grand, but the connection was shallow. I was wined and dined, yet I felt alone. The promises made were empty, and the affection felt staged. It was a facade, a beautiful illusion that masked the reality of a love that was never truly there.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Poets
The Mirrors Reflection
I walked into the room, the smell of stale coffee and old books hitting me like a wave. The chairs were arranged in a circle, a setup that always made me feel like I was back in kindergarten, waiting for story time. But this was no story time. This was an AA meeting, and I was here because my wife insisted. She said I had a problem, but I knew better. I was just here to humor her.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Fiction
A Beacon of Hope
I had been working at the local coffee shop for a few months when I first noticed her. She came in every morning, always ordering the same thing—a black coffee, no sugar. She had a quiet demeanor, but there was something about her that caught my attention. Maybe it was the way she always seemed lost in thought, or perhaps it was the faint smile she gave me every time I handed her the coffee.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Psyche
The Phoenix of Hope
In the bustling city of Greenbelt, there lived a superhero unlike any other. Her name was Phoenix, a symbol of rebirth and resilience. Phoenix wasn’t born with her powers; she earned them through her own journey of addiction recovery. Years ago, Phoenix was known as Lila, a talented artist whose life spiraled into chaos due to addiction. Her days were filled with darkness, and her nights were haunted by the shadows of her past. But one day, Lila decided to fight back. She sought help, embraced her vulnerability, and began her path to recovery. As Lila healed, she discovered a new strength within herself. This strength manifested as a radiant, fiery aura that could heal others. She became Phoenix, the superhero who could ignite hope in the hearts of those battling addiction.
By Tracy Toccaraabout a year ago in Writers
