Another storm is here Is this the BIG ONE another altered reality another uneasiness Another speculation filled with the convictions of many is this it?
AGING in the USA
When does it end? or should I say when does the happiness begin? I yearn for a world where you can feel like you belong
Forced Realities
Comfortably Uncomfortable Spaces Places and Masks as faces Territorial Forces Imagined enemies Give me a space Give me a place Give me
Mercy Killing
I was sooo tired, but it was a good type of tired I had helped love the animals at the local shelter it made me
My Mind, A Dangerous Place
A Place, my place A place where I fit A place I can hide A place that’s mine I would cover it with colors of
Identity
Growing up was not fun for me I guess I had a chemical imbalance and saw the world as sad, and threatening I did not
