Someone thanked me for something I did 20 years ago. Something I do not even remember.
How will you know when you have found ME? Ah, that’s the easy part…
The object of her fury was a man in a car. Crazy was lying on top of the bonnet with her granny knickers on display for the whole parking lot to see.
I received an email last week telling me that my poem “YOU are enough” had been pinned to a wall. Continue reading
The girl who had no grey hair, no lines around her eyes was awesome and “charming” for sure, but God sure knows that she was not on fire. The woman in the mirror was on fire!
And, I don’t have time for shit. I don’t pretend!
When people tell me that I “inspire” them, I cringe a little bit. I get that my writing touches their Continue reading
The first time I received hate mail, I cried.
I literally cried.