Our Tides of Ebb and Flow
With the moon a cycle.
Predictable yet never the same. Unexpected and yet similar.
Monday Prompt: I don’t date, I elevate
Many of us are absolutely and completely sick of this tired ol’ book. Some of us find it utterly irrelevant in this day…
Sing to me as I return to myself
Dear girl…
Why do you keep yourself so small?
With a little bit of this and that…