Revisiting Chapter 18 – Death Feeds Life, Children
She never got the opportunity to have her own children. Life or fate, whatever you call it, prevented…
What Would You Say?
If you had a chance to go back in time and talk to your younger self what would…
Hiding Ourselves
On the eve of Halloween are the masks we wear images of who we believe we are, who…
Child, You Must Start Somewhere
Child, you must start somewhere. Or you’ll never go anywhere. Child, take a step and follow your own…
Good Enough is Good Enough
perfection a lofty and high goal striving at the cost of your soul when is… good enough, good…
I Can Hear You!
Sharing Space – for the Poetic Diversity Project Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity…