You naked under glass framed as a memory, a moment from my past. Viewed in the abstract out of time and place a road barely traveled, ...
Joints creaking, movement slowed, as time inevitably moves forward and mortality becomes the new reality. A fragility sneaks in unannounc...
Be Outspoken, and loud be your voice. But let your words be wise, and gentle by choice. And if you should be mistaken, then accept that ...
Friendships are of circles made each interlocked by a common name. Life the weave and faith the loom, all are woven together upon it’s fr...
Who will speak for me? Whose voice will rise above the silence of embarrassment and tell the world of the life I’ve lead. Of the laughte...
