October 2, 2020 Fall comes after a very tough warm season. Brutal. Emotional. Heart wrenching. But yet resilient. The cool, crisp, comfortable breeze whispering onto…
It’s time for the grand release into the wild. But love collided with worry. I couldn’t possibly carry this out. Visual Poetry by Dorothy C.…
I wrote this on the night of Oct. 8, 2017, right after we got some news that would affect my family’s lives forever. I was…
I feel like a Sasha Sloan song I always feel like her songs Who am I without my anxiety Who am I without my pessimistic…