They entered the aisle of pasta from different sides. He recognized her — it had been…
Little clips of life flash
A Poem
After all the scramble racing and pantingpushing thoughto get ahead do we have a momentto reflect and…
Sometimes we crynot to shed tears, but to fill the blank eyeswith a drop of warmth
The voice roaring in your mindWhy are you muffling it?The heart pounding in your chestWhy are you numbing it?The moment sticking to your…
what’s hanging in chill