One day a woman called me a (low life) during an argument Instead of retaliating with curses and obscenities I simply said,”Well since you
I am a FOLDER in a File
I asked my mother due to being in psychotherapy if there was a psycho-social from my childhood due to the long history. She said” Yes it
DREAMSCAPE
I froze and couldn’t inhale As if my oxygen was Waiting for your cue Don’t let me down Don’t make my world darken And
RAT RACE
I have a lot of shame from my past And although I have changed That voice of doubt and with The help of my inner
Smell the Roses
I was once told in prison while I waited to go to a hearing for an infraction that I can either do my time the
What has come over me?
Please don’t let this feeling stop I feel like a child again but this time I am not afraid I feel curious, not fearful I
The Early Leavers
An ode to my fallen comrades Hey, how is it on the other side? Is that, in fact, the actual light at the end of
