So, this just happened. Some days it’s better to keep your mouth shut, and the snarky remarks to yourself. Who knows where I’ll be seven…
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Surrounded by water. Immersed, submerged, floating parallel in the mind. On this day, I am a mere spectator. Feet planted defiantly on the autumn ground.
Leave a CommentWelcome to my Writer’s page. Author sounds a bit pretentious. Many of you have supported, commented and visited my beauty blog over the years, Makeup…
2 CommentsLet’s face it; there’s no fooling. The sagging skin, the wrinkled face, the ridiculous forty something woman in short skirts and bottled-up Botox. The gravitational…
Leave a CommentI wrote EMBERS AND ASH some years ago, or so. I don’t remember the precise day, I remember the unhappy circumstance. I needed to come…
8 CommentsTHE RED BENCH -Excerpt Washboard Abs I want to dance alone in the dark. I want to hear the underlying music through the deafening…
Leave a CommentMy love of prose runs deep, and flows freely. I never try to push or guide her, I simply wait. She comes to me in thought, letting…
Leave a CommentBrainstorms The Anthology ‘BRAINSTORMS’~ AN EXPRESSION OF DEPRESSION VOLUME 2 The ‘Expression of Depression’ anthologies arose from a journal and pad of art therapy…
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Leave a Comment“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all…
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