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30 Years

Words sometimes
are not enough.
Sometimes we just
need to be seen,
to have someone look us
in the eye
and tell all
without a whisper. 57 more words

Poetry

Are You Okay, Annie? 

Based on true story

I was crying in the corner like a child in time-out when someone placed their hand on my shoulder, asking in a high-pitched voice, “Annie, are you okay? 613 more words

Episodes

Adding the Letters

The spaces are empty again,
vast and deserted,
and the letters pile up
against the door.
The J always
sticks to the Y
in awkward phrasing, 132 more words

Poetry

Not even a wince!

A wonderful piece of work and she smiled all the way through, wow :)

General

Window seat

Wow………my first word yesterday morning as I drew back the curtains!

General