Hindsight All my childhood memories flooded my lungs like murky waters from a broken dam, making it difficult to breathe. I loved my dad and couldn’t ignore his earnest pleas to bring his granddaughter home. My mom’s visit when Christina was born was both a blessing and a curse. Still, I had made my choice,…
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My New Poem “Known Before Death” Now On MasticadoresIndia
Known Before Death ennoble the chaste grandeurwords wrap around my necklike a quill and crimson shawlsincere lexes, gilded stardustmy heart lay bare to nameless To read the rest of this poem please visit this link MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) and thanks to everyone who follows, likes and subscribes to MasticadoresIndia. I want to…