Two Lips of Forever Love
He didn’t “get it, the “loss thing,” when my aunt died mid-April, and I lost my second mother. Didn’t “get it” when I lost my first. This was not the only time he was lost in oblivion and puzzled by...
View Article“Words Can Sting Like Anything”*
Cool clean cut lines of cold hearted slashes gashes of color drawn blood sweat beads of fear you didn’t mean you didn’t know how far your words would go to hurt. * Title from the poem by Phyllis...
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