The myth continues… that boys don’t cry. Ummm… I call BULL$#!+ This scene caught my attention the other…
This year I am participating in #NaNoWriMo which stands for National Novel Writing Month for the third year…
The chaos of creative expression and the creation of art is limitless. I have been asked how long…
I let go of your hands To let you know, you have the strength to stand I let…
Twas the day before Thanksgiving, and all through the field. Every turkey was scurrying, unwilling to stop and…
sitting alone in the sun life seemingly comes undone following the path of least resistance my thoughts like…
