This little chair Tiny and brown Evokes feelings that might weigh some people down This little chair Was flung against a wall As it broke…
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…