There Was a Day

Because all the #MeToo’s has me wanting to remind women, you can tell your story and it can be healing. There was a day A day she began To crave the destruction Of hands raised in fury Of jagged edged words Of nostrils flaring over thin lips   There was a day A day she decided To… Continue reading There Was a Day

Something to Celebrate!

WordPress sent me a little congrats this week- it seems I have hit the one year mark for my blog. For a woman known for her strong starts and little to no follow-through, this is a serious accomplishment. In one year, I’ve been so blessed by this platform from which to share my writing. I’ve… Continue reading Something to Celebrate!

A Softer Shade of Red

At 18, living alone in a new city, there was a day I decided to wear only red. The color would be my brand, my hallmark, my calling card. In a strange new place, where I was as of yet anonymous, I could choose to become anyone, anything. I chose red. I visited dozens of… Continue reading A Softer Shade of Red

There Was a Day

There was a day A day she began To crave the destruction Of hands raised in fury Of jagged edged words Of nostrils flaring over thin lips   There was a day A day she decided To never let herself be pretty Old men creep, searching for pretty Cast kisses in basement rooms Grope with knotted blue hands… Continue reading There Was a Day