We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
To 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 GraceAnguish 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”Social Justice Inks is a highly formidable book about many prominent issues related to Social Injustice in our world. I am so grateful to have three pieces in this thought-provoking book. When I listened to a video that Lisa Tomey held with some of the writers included in this book, I was brought to tears. […]
Read More Lisa Tomey Anthology – Social Justice Inksgrief falls from my pocketpuddles of barren momentsbloody dolly circles a filthy drainlaughter, and love in a gilded locketdangles deep between my cold breastscaptives of war, our daughter’s voice dead To read the remainder of this piece please visit SpillWords Press NYC and also like, share and follow SpillWords Press NYC.
Read More My new poem “Зник (Disappeared)” Live on SpillWords NYC (Viewer Discretion Advised)The fog was so feathery that its appearance was like a thin sheet floating just above the tops of the Longleaf Pines. Sleep would not come easy tonight as I climbed trees and drove my bike to our town’s small store. Catching the sun coming up tomorrow was what I wanted, and I was considering […]
Read More My Debut Short Story “Cold Red Washcloth” Live on MasticadoresIndiamoon slips warily inside a red envelope refusing to come out owls cough up hoots praying over owlets the sun wears blinds anoles unable to warm fire ants stinging eating tough flesh trees halt, drop leaves eggs left, nest cold birds fall, sky red in protest of the dead We continue to pray […]
Read More Death Toll RisingGossip sundry whispers flutter like silky snow bending, twisting around rapt ear perching amid folks ripe for evil Please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) to read the rest of this piece. Follow and subscribe to MasticadoresIndia if you like great stories and poetry. I heard gossip explained this way to me a […]
Read More My new poem “gossip” now live on masticadoresIndiahis mighty breath shakes the Carpathian conifersangels caress the Black Sea with salty blue tearsyards of peat moss release threads of red energyfire salamanders scream out in their volcanic rageyou will not put Ukrainians in your silencing caves To continue reading please visit Spillwords Press NYC and please consider liking if you enjoy the piece […]
Read More My New Poem “Death of Innocence” live on Spillwords press nycArising from the loamy soil and red clay emits the realm of cotton and tobacco. Their breaths are a land of drudgery where drops of scarlet seep from hands that pick the whites of her thorny eyes. Growing in fields of lost magnolias and gardenias adrift, where scentless trees play jazz for fairies and whippoorwills. […]
Read More My new poem live on The Edge of Humanity “High price”