I held your hand to help you with your first stepNow you run without looking back
A One-line Poem For April 14th, 2021
How far is it to where you are?How many miles?How many paths must I walk…
A reply to the September 30th, 2020 one-line prompt
you met those
Buckled thoughts,Marinated in emotions — Creates soulful storiesOr explodes…
Small white pill
You restrained the hurricane in my head
Of joy,of pain,it’s only humane,eyes misbehavetears do invade.