“Leaving the big four” live on masticadoresindia

Leaving the Big Four During the third year of school and living on the big four, I was divided into pieces by a swift sword, perching on my safety edge. My brown eyes must have turned black as I heard mom’s words, but I was sure I was suffocating. “Joy, honey, we are moving to […]

To All My Readers, you are my family

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 […]

Hidden in childhood – reading of God’s Grace

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 […]

My New Prose “slumbering Savannah” Now On Masticadoresindia

The 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 […]

“Wounds I healed: The Poetry of strong women” currently #1 in amazon’s poetry Anthologies!

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my new poem “The phoenix” live on masticadoresindia

A 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 ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) and please remember to like, share and subscribe! Right before […]

My new poem “Зник (Disappeared)” Live on SpillWords NYC (Viewer Discretion Advised)

grief 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.

My New Poem “Sunflower – A New Page” Live On MasticadoresUSA

I am a sunflower golden, proud, and tall dancing playfully toward the bright sun no longer living in the land of the small Dots of death at night bees that can sting mom sewing me shut to curtain my truth No longer huddling up a cowardly thing Hiding my food in panties so I could […]

My new poem live on The Edge of Humanity “High price”

Arising 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. […]

My Poem “Abused Child,” Now featured on The Edge of Humanity Magazine

do not presume to know me my face a frowning moon crevices of sadness besmear a hoary soul who wonders here To continue reading on Edge of Humanity, please click here – please also follow and consider donating to their magazine. Big thanks to Joelcy Kay, Editor and Curator of The Edge of […]