She had been collecting her tattoos for a while. It had felt increasingly important for her truth to be etched upon her skin in indelible
Authenticity — Heartstring Eulogies
“In a pool of infinite darkness called life, don’t fear that light glowing beneath surface.” I am more than micro-tales of love or unbearable heartache.
Soundtrack
Friends, they had always just been friends. Good friends. Friends who could always make the other laugh. Who it was never too late to call
Penelope Garcia and Me
I have a confession to make– I am a long-time fan of the show Criminal Minds. I probably watch way too many dark, procedural dramas
The Truth About Words
The dilemma, she thought, of finally finding her voice was that it was not enough simply to speak. This voice, which had lain dormant in
Flight of Fancy
Another poem written in my teens, circa 1982. The ending has been reworked slightly I am a bird soaring the heavens Feel the wind
The Daily Song: Yours/Russell Dickerson
I am always a sucker for a beautful love song. Today’s comes with a country flavor. “Yours” I was a boat stuck in a bottle
Sweet Serendipity November 17, 2016
Today’s piece was inspired by the song Sweet Serendipity by Lee DeWyze. Thank you thesarahdogherty for the introduction and the creative inspiration. She walked into
