Memories Make Me Cry [poetry]
Wrestling with images in my head Of us. Past, present, and future all meshing together…Will it ever end –or perhaps begin again?
Read MoreWriter, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
Wrestling with images in my head Of us. Past, present, and future all meshing together…Will it ever end –or perhaps begin again?
Read MoreShe walks alone – always alone. I’m sure you might have seen her before… Brazen, beautiful, eloquent, always smiling on the outside; she is but a tortured soul on the inside. A dark and tempestuous passion burns deep down inside of her. She doesn’t understand the darkness and has tried to decipher it over the years. After many false translations and failed attempts, she has learned to accept it for what it is. Perhaps one day she will find a strong man daring and determined enough to help her unravel its…
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