Category: WordNerdWednesday
Why.
The wooden cross loomed through the windshield as we turned onto the rural street. Surrounded by balloons, candles, and teddy bears, its bright colors belied a dark secret. But that’s why we came here. Thin green branches snaked across the inscrutable path….
Why.
Poem of the Week: Out Here
They can’t make me; I’ve been here before. I’ll show them all out there. It can’t be worse than this constant war, I’m better off out there. Because I know it won’t be long, They’ll be sorry, and things will change. They’ll
Poem of the Week: Out Here
Unnatural
I carry with me the magic of light dancing on a stream in a handful of glitter, I remember the dusky clouds each time I pass a hand through my sunset hair, The life and aroma of the hyacinth I keep close