…the purpose of my prose is merely to give voice to those who feel silenced? …profit never comes but those who read a composition are enriched because they no longer feel alone? …this season is merely a cathartic exercise to trim the excess weight from my soul? …a legacy is unknown by my name but […]Read more "What if…"
Out of the blue. A voice from my past. Decades past.She was not kind why stay in touch?Her brother. My first love. Young and foolish.A bother and sister. Love and hate.I just walked away. He couldn’t be trusted.She kept in touch randomly sporadically To taunt him To gossip A part of her that loved to […]Read more "I Just Walked Away"
It glimmers and shimmersSo inviting – jump inYou don’t realize it’s depth until you are up to your neckTreading waterDrowning I stand at the shore, letting the water touch my toesYounger not wiserI don’t realize how cold it is, just standing on the shoreUnaware of the danger further out where the sunshine shimmers on the […]Read more "The Ocean"