Landing

Landing, crashing, retreating, withdrawing, escaping, suffering, suffocating, losing … mental illness is exhausting. Advertisements

The Writing Wounded

I write of darkness that inhales my light. I pen rays of hope that drown in tides of tears I … More

I write to let my emotions slowly escape A drop or two of blood of heartbreak A sigh of a … More

His smile, quicksilver on a midnight sigh. Illuminating needs I thought had resigned. My skin heated in sin and savagery, … More

Sin smells like leather, honeysuckle blossoms, cologne that lingers on hungry skin for hours. Sin tastes like strawberry juice on … More

Fake the smile that belittles the denial of silent rejections. Arrows flung without thought but with precise aim. Confidence pops … More

Her delicate, but beautiful tendrils of emotion sprouted from the darkest of places.

She is a collector of all things broken. Her desk and shelves littered with shards and shivers of sentiments … More

He loves her curves. The curve of her calves as she stands on tiptoes for a glass. The curve of … More

I’m a mother. Appreciate me. I am a business woman. Respect me. I’m a writer. Read me. I’m a photographer. … More