Chapter One:
“You must get a haircut. Tomorrow,” mom said yesterday. “Your mop needs a trim.” Now tomorrow was today. What to do?
The simple gesture can say the unspoken.
Just... how many people am I supposed to pray for, Lord?
I bear wounds that seem to never heal, a constant pain that surrounds all my reality.
A girl has a chat with God and Jesus.
A short play I wrote for the Hangar Theatre 2009 10 Minute Play Festival.
This is a collection of five negative traits that I made sure I live with.
Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It’s what unites us.
i need advice on real life issues this is not a story
A response to responses to me.
What violations of my self esteem and personal space have I allowed for unrequited affection?
The play is set in a refuge shelter in Belfast City in the nineteen twenties .
Within moments of Beckham's vanishing the posh end of the men’s underwear market would begin to disintegrate.
All three things are necessary in a relationship: money, sex, and love.
All my yesterdays covered me whole,
hook
youre a hypocrite and act like you dont know it
there you go again judging me with your words
though it hurts i have to face it
i am the same too
Missing is alive, it breathes in me
Children are often takers. They are not immune to constantly reaching for the goodies of life.