Kate Mosca

Silent Strings We Left Behind.

It was a meadow in the morning

His Name Was Joseph

I have a good memory. Better than most. I’ve often wondered if I was a savant of some type. Because I find that my memories…

Summer of 74

I recall it was a hot and humid day in late July to mid August. I remember lying on my bed at the age of 13, barely awake in the middle…

I Love The Flower Girl

It was a song from the 60’s, 1967 to be exact. Probably many of you reading this won’t know the song. It would be good to look it up on YouTube because it is a very beautiful song.

But to me, the song invokes feelings that I’d rather never feel again. The melody…