Blindfolded, alerted, she cannot see a violet storm brewing in the distancebut she…
A poem.
Happier times are here
Like the rain dancing upon the old tin roof,The words falling,streaming down, around, and through the…
I have reached the point of no return; I must bloom or die
a poem
The simplicity of lifeWhen you’re extended in no direction.Only hereOnly This momentBring your hands back…