Running Headlong into Myself

So, I find myself in a strange place in my life where I walk around and think to myself, Gee, this place is strange. I’m serious. Okay, not completely serious, Continue Reading →

Sometimes She Died

Sometimes she needed to escape the lies. Sometimes she held herself and cried. Sometimes she died. Sometimes her hope frayed against the “why’s.” Sometimes her visions of diversity whispered goodbye. Continue Reading →

Signposts

Looking back, that’s where she came undone, wondering why others walked a road with signposts when her road had none. “Hello? Is no one going my way?” So many roads Continue Reading →

Yesterday’s Dinosaurs

They’re gobbling up the planet and themselves, no thought for tomorrow only wealth. They’re yesterday’s dinosaurs, learning nothing from before, looting the future so they can have more. They ridicule Continue Reading →

Writing for Me

Tears on the page where hearts do roam, yet, even as I’m resting my eyes I’m wondering who in a world falling into darkness would want to read hopeful fantasy Continue Reading →

Compassionate Strength

So long dismissed with condescending ridicule, described as weakness by those who feared. Mistaken for a timid voice of weakness, it was millions of voices of endurance, voices waiting for Continue Reading →

How Writing Exposed My Oxygen Deprivation

Please bear with me because this sounds like it’s going to be an odd post (and it’s a bit long), but it’ll make sense in the end. This is a Continue Reading →