The People with Whom We Surround Ourselves

The above reads: The people we surround ourselves with either raise or lower our standards. They either help us to become the-best-version-of-ourselves or encourage us to become lesser versions of ourselves. We become like our friends. No man becomes great on his own. No woman becomes great on her own. The people around them help … Read More

A short: Half Past

The clock showed half past midnight What an hour to be awake There is no security for these later years Seven decades of this Can she finally rest The dreams have died as the years go by Anger, sadness and then acceptance Joy and happiness have long ago been given a new meaning There are … Read More

Another short: Night

#amwriting They sat together by the fire. The sun was just setting in front of them. The end of a long day. He chuckled. “You were too young for me.” She rolled her eyes and dared a half smile. “You were too old for me.” “Did it matter?” “Not to me.” She poked at the … Read More

The Hollow #amwriting

I wrote this last summer: The hollow consumes me from the inside, Thump, thump, thump goes the drumbeat of my hands clapping, Whatever was in that space in my soul has long since turned to dust, An echo of a story that never began. Empty is such a tame word, It describes me without the … Read More