FICTION Confetti 20 Sep 2019 Politicians elected to representLose the ability to serveWhen the political confettiis tinged with green and bribery.Len Wms-Carver2019
FICTION Why Anti-Abortion Laws Have Me Triggered. 16 May 2019 When I was 5 our mother dropped myself & 2 brothers at our grandparents and walked away. My family and close friends know what I have told them about the…
FICTION Belief 7 May 2019 I truly do not understand the hate toward those that practice the Muslim religion. Muslims believe that Islam is the complete and universal version of a primordial faith that was…
FICTION Windy Streets 3 Oct 20184 Oct 2018 I walk along the windy streets fallen leaves sweep across my boots the suns warmth is getting weaker I wrap my sweater a bit tighter round me The transition of…
FICTION I AM 5 Jun 20185 Jun 2018 As a straight white woman of privilege. I declare that until the Russian Agent is removed from OUR White House by any means: I am a Muslim, I am Black, I…
© Copyright 2018, All Rights Reserved… Forgiveness 9 May 2018 How do you ask forgiveness when you don't believe you were entirely wrong when the other won't meet, talk with you when the other claims "I won't say because I…
FICTION Lawrence Ferlinghetti 17 Apr 2018 Lawrence Ferlinghetti decades ago wrote and it gives me chills to read it today: “Pity the nation whose people are sheep, and whose shepherds mislead them. Pity the nation whose leaders…
© Copyright 2018, All Rights Reserved… GROWING OLDER 28 Mar 2018 When do we realize how old we have become Is it when we see the deep lines etched on our face the dullness of hearing and eyesight When the once…
FICTION Traveler On the Backroads 27 Mar 2018 Traveler On the Backroads I can hear the sun touch the water's edge as daytime turns to dusk in that magic moment before evening falls and the day is spent .…
© Copyright 2018, All Rights Reserved… First Day of Spring 20 Mar 2018 The first day of Spring and all its promises... Leaning against the window frame watching the sun come up It rises gently as I drink from my emptying coffee cup…