1/26/20 – The call…The words… What I have done, he has watched with the keen eyes of hawk.What I have not said, he has taken…
January 2, 2020 11:54 am, CST The bones of a tree Don’t fear intimacy Skeletons baring their cores They want something more Flaunting flawed branches…
I was born at 5:45 p.m. on Wednesday, October 13, 1965 to O.R. And Phyllis. My patchwork had begun. I probably would have been born…
The windis heavy.Propellingmebackward.My wingsare fatigued. The big, bad wolfis still lurking about,trying to huff,and puff,and blow me down. On my knees,ferventlyflapping my featherswith all the…
A wave of turquoise floats by The teal energy envelopes all in it’s path. I can feel it before my eyes are able to grasp…
Hi! I’m Lori! I’ve struggled with where to begin here. There are so many things I want to say about so many things. As I…
Oh, Boston. What an old soul you are… Inside and out. Through and through Trinkets of presently unknown history are hidden inside your gilded, jeweled…