Like a pinch of salt,sorrow brightens therichness in our sweet lives.
See You in me
What I believed to be right for me, not righteous but correct..
You are the answer to all the horrible questions they once asked.
A little sipA little excitementOh so tipsy
Lit Up — January’s Prompt: winter
In every winter,You’re who I want to be withThe fall of first snow
Heat, humidity, the saltwater slick of our skin,
he dropped dead a year
ago today you don’t talk
about him with anyone
people give you looks
like they expect you to
break down and you
People live the hope of the earth in their own way. Ashes
Of winter — you woke me up to talk. An offering —
I filled your mouth with the taste of my refusal. Dried
What Not To Do In The Game Of Life
I call a do over