Don’t be ashamed to cry. It means you care. Continue reading Advice to my daughters.
With fragile hands that once were strong she plucks the heavy fruit from the knotted branch and fills her basket … Continue reading Cherry Pie.
If pain had a face it would look much like the one in the reflection in the window pane staring … Continue reading The Reflection
Never fear– for all those fleeting moments in the night beneath the flames of your desire that burned brighter than … Continue reading Never Fear
Chapter I – The Phantom of Rock I’ve come to hate my body and all that it requires of me … Continue reading Hard Rock Candy (an excerpt – wip)
She is in full bloom A crimson flower with arms outstretched and reaching up to the Son A living example … Continue reading Mother
your raven hair piled high on your head
and an errant curl like a tassel fallen to one side Continue reading Rambling Thoughts