I will admit I have been suffering somewhat of a mental block the last few days. I have been writing, mostly poetry as it helps me to sort through my thoughts, but every poem I write feels like it comes from a place too deep to share. Have you ever felt or written something so
Month: April 2019
I have a fun, somewhat controversial ‘idea’ to share about. I have recently been toying with the idea of getting a tattoo for my thirtieth birthday. It is not the first time I have considered it, but I have yet to get one because I never really took the possibility seriously…until now. More than I
Once upon a time there was an ordinary girl. Or it least she felt like one. She had a mom, a dad, and two brothers. She always had a home, loving grandparents, wonderful Christmas and birthday memories, friends and a fun childhood. One day everything changed. The ‘dad’ made a choice to become the predator,
Stone gaze, sharp sight, Blue eyes zero in, Peeling back layer by layer Of your mask. If you took the time, To pluck feather by feather, The red sheen blinding your eyes like Fire, You would find a vulnerable soft mass, Of skin and burned bones.
This past week I was in Chico visiting family. We normally go to Chico for major holidays, but my sister in law and I planned a spontaneous trip. This was a big deal for me because it was also the first trip I would be taking without my husband and that means I had sole