We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well […]
Read More To All My Readers, you are my familyTo purchase Hidden In Childhood, go to this link Amazon. This book makes a precious gift to anyone with a family member who was abused or is still being abused. For children raised by parents that provided a healthy and safe environment to grow up in, this book gives them an idea of what many […]
Read More Hidden in childhood – reading of God’s GraceThe swamp claws its way through the mud. Water moccasin waking late in the winter’s artful sun. Hiding in the putrid belly of the forsaken shade of the brown-haired trees, he lay gazing. He sees in black and white. Stalking prey with a proud skinny neck and blockish head, he hunts. Choctaw child, feet raw […]
Read More My New Prose “slumbering Savannah” Now On MasticadoresindiaAnguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot. Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen. Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of […]
Read More My Short Story “Booze And Bobcats” Now On MasticadoresIndiaStrange questions were bouncing off the wall when I said goodbye to Dad. As I lay, the phone down, my intuition was flexing its head like a water moccasin. I sensed a myriad of harsh realities lurking like monsters in dense fog. It was a simple lung biopsy, and they had stabilized his blood pressure, […]
Read More Live on MasticadoresIndia – “Secret behind my dad’s death”Mount Ararat holds the wind in the silence of snow peaks where splinters of the ark rub nails creaking in her cypress side hope traversing mountain wafts lavender, jasmine, and wisteria sing woeful at an oath once absolute Please read the rest of my poem at MasticadoresIndia, if you enjoy the piece you can show […]
Read More The Devilfading, my heart envisionsa ripe fig molting tan skinlying like a sad mason jarempty, left alone, with a scar odors float like memoriessparrows sing their hopeyour face a repeat movie reelfingers weep aching to feel To read the rest of this poem please visit MasticadoresIndia – Terveen Gill, Editor – Please don’t forget […]
Read More My New Poem “Enigma” Now Live On MasticadoresIndiaFlat black hat resting as it framesthis exquisite yet somber and mournful face, her elongated legs and armsstretching, as if an iron highway to nowhere lingering in a world of deathher other half, a year ago, took his last breath This beautiful sculpture was created by Louise McDowell. It is cast bronze completed in 1996 […]
Read More she stares – an ameri-kuA serpent turninginto a great birdwith wings of blueand words I heard killing and blooddeath and sorrowinnocence cryingforgetting tomorrow great his swordwings shine whiteserpent sailing highGod hand did smite To finish reading my new piece please go to MasticadoresIndia and please remember to like, share and subscribe! Right before I came to Washington State […]
Read More my new poem “The phoenix” live on masticadoresindiaSocial Justice Inks: Anthology of Poetry is a vividly raw collection of poems examining many types of social injustice. I am one of the contributors, but I do not consider myself to be biased. When the books arrived, I quickly and enthusiastically opened my package. I was determined to take my time with this book. Randomly opening […]
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