Welcome to a small piece of my world. I’m a writer, photographer, publicist, and poet. My stories are real and the names are too.
She kept a pocket-sized notebook for her thoughts
Each evening her brain would unravel into twisted words
Three little orphans sit at the dock of a bay window whistling a familiar tune. It’s the kind of window you always see in the movies, Mommie said. “The ‘homes’ in the movies must be real homes.”