The Power of Precise Words

To achieve greatness, we need to ensure our voice is heard loud and clear…

The Lost Two Months

The trauma I write about a lot… the two months I breeze over

Why Can’t We Be Better Humans?

A “Colours of Love and Barriers” theme published in SETU Magazine poem

Beautiful Summer

I may never know why, but for one summer, I was beautiful

Words Are Breadcrumbs that Lead Me Home

Writing validates and soothes the horror and lays down the…

Memoir

Dreams of Cats and Groceries

Everyday dreams from a quiet life — and the story…

a hopeful vision

an audio narrative poem

Shake Your Ass into September: A Yearly Ritual to Make You Feel Alive

Boys and Girls, Leave Summer…

Holy Smokes! This Is It. In Life, What You See Is What You Get

You can’t ignore your story. Not…

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Each Morning, I Head Down a Wooded Path and Find…Refuge