Ana WhiteIt Takes A Day Just To Remember How To Live AgainEarly buses, icy winding roads, long days, and it all becomes a blur. I wake in the morning like I am being torn from the blanket womb and…Jan 20Jan 20
Ana WhiteOne EyeI sat beside him keeping him company as he laid on the bed with his broken neck in a brace. I told him my friend‘s mom from Italy once…Jul 27, 2023Jul 27, 2023
Ana WhiteTurn To DustToo often I am haunted by remembering that the day will come when there will be no more us. Never again will we be able to touch each…Jul 27, 2023Jul 27, 2023
Ana WhiteGlueWe were two broken souls who met in an isolated city. Together we kept trying desperately to make things right- trying to make up for the…Jul 25, 2023Jul 25, 2023
Ana WhiteKismet CowgirlsThey looked like twins in their leather and chains. They looked like Leather Daddy Cowgirls in their chaps and cowboy hats. A dynamic duo…Jul 25, 2023Jul 25, 2023