
Our Hidden Modus Operandi was the Dungeon prompt last week. I never got around to writing anything but I knew my answer instantly, Self-Sabotage. I am the girl that lost her voice, got sick, two weeks before any stage performance. … Continue reading
Our Hidden Modus Operandi was the Dungeon prompt last week. I never got around to writing anything but I knew my answer instantly, Self-Sabotage. I am the girl that lost her voice, got sick, two weeks before any stage performance. … Continue reading
Telling The Truth The moment you lit. My tongue was rapt with freedom. I felt emboldened The Coffeehouse chat Lifeline cast I held my coffee mug tight your gaze held mine truth delivered black Blinders always love and light the … Continue reading
Tax Day “I don’t want any kids” My Beloved Husband said Leaving seed planted in my womb. Or so it seemed this marriage either. “I want a new life” he declared. The choice you left mine. But there was no … Continue reading
I Really Needed A Poem Oh, Give me a poem where the beat doesn’t roam Where the lines and the stanzas do play Where sonnet’s sublime and the antonyms rhyme and pentameters more than okay A Poem! A Poem! Where the lines … Continue reading
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