Today I was hoping that my friend would come around and see the light. That maybe the holiday break or a couple days would have given them some time to think through our friendship. 264 more words
Tags » Fractured
For me, it’s simple. Take stock and write, the rest will take care of itself.
Like now. I have no subject to write about except Maya Angelou (I think that’s her name) I have only read one or two poems by her on AllPoetry.com but I can see skill where it is and feel something great when I read her words. 983 more words
My life was woven for me. Each stitch catching at pieces of who I was and tearing it away from the whole, isolating and losing it in row after row of a programmed me that could sit and behave and be produced to perform when called upon. 952 more words
Last week I made a decision that rocked my week. After waking extra early to do some writing and work on my website, I wanted to help Tina by opening the living room curtains. 286 more words