I am very grateful to have been invited to participate in this beautiful collaborative piece in 2017. Thanks to Eric Syrdal at My Sword and

Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
I am very grateful to have been invited to participate in this beautiful collaborative piece in 2017. Thanks to Eric Syrdal at My Sword and
Dedicated to the Survivors of Domestic Violence worldwide 1Wise-Woman: memories float about like smoke from a raging wildfire unsure if I should run or hide
Originally published on Sudden Denouement You dropped by today dissected my verse thoughtfully pointed out all the ways I could smooth out my edges improve
I am playing with knives again sharpening them lovingly against brown leather strap admiring the way hair splits cleanly upon the well-honed edge (Christine E.
The words we cannot say Will be wept Into silence between us (CER) Breathe deep, dear love; Be still with me Listen to my heartstrings
Your swift flowing water Elusive, quicksilver Brushes past my shores Licking my roughing grains burgeoning a flash flood Tributaries cut into earth New veins carry
The words we cannot say Will be wept Into silence between us (CER) Breathe deep, dear love; Be still with me Listen to my heartstrings
Your swift flowing water Elusive, quicksilver Brushes past my shores Licking my roughing grains burgeoning a flash flood Tributaries cut into earth New veins carry
fetally curled cold on the concrete floor I am devolving gelatinous mass of aborted malformed futures puddled reeking of whimpering helpless abandonment as flesh of