Tag: friendship
I cannot walk through the grief for you. I would if I could. I cannot cry the tears that pour like a fountain. I would…
Leave a Comment
A Bag is a Bag, or Not When your fifteen-year-old knock off ‘Balenziaga’ bites the dust, you cry a little. (Canal Street, NYC score, I had…
Leave a Comment
As an Advocate, Buddha Collector, Spiritual Seeker, Author, Being, and Human how could I not stand up in support of #theloveeffect film? Living with mental illness, suicide…
9 Comments
Gypsies and Pixie Dust By Jacqueline Cioffa I exist therefore I am, mistakes and imperfections one and all. I don’t want to be considered an artist. I…
One CommentMy love of the ocean runs deep. My love for the sun does too. My love of a friend who understands and gets this, well that…
Leave a Comment