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As I walked into the room, my fear and apprehension covered me like an invisible cloak. Heads turned…
“I am only one of many who stand in the voidâ€Â the leader spoke. His voice was strong…
the summer solstice disturbs my soul raining sunshine from dawn to dusk even hidden behind the cloak of…
Thank you to Christy at Poetic Parfait for inviting me on the Creative Process Blog Tour. It seems…
the house hangs in the air silent, the wind is now still broken memories scattered on the floor…
She spoke those words, I cringed inside. A smile she shared, and I tried to hide. There is…