Who knows what may lie around the bend and into tomorrow?
If our eyes are windows to the soul, why do we so often fail to see the reality?…
“Stop right there sheriff!” the masked man said with a grin. The sheriff upon hearing the voice behind…
451 Press Poets – January Writing Challenge “New Beginnings” is now! The challenge is to write a poem…
Memories, like ashes scattered in the wind. Secrets, some are never meant to be kept. The clocks hands…
There are stories we tell ourselves & others about the scars inflicted by this world, both physical and…
And how could we endure to live and let time simply pass if we were always crying and…
