dog lover; english major; poet; just a girl trying to inspire people through her writing.
And what I said was true…I knew after all these years I’d still hold that special place in your heart. I know you’ve been searching for me for a while now. Rummaging through old storage boxes covered in woven webs spun by the daddy long leg that dwells in your creepy basement. Spring cleaning comes around…
In Defense of Winter
As the cold, slushy, snow seeps through my worn boots,
I’m reminded that I hate cold weather.
This cold, white substance that only part of the