Other Non-fiction

Home Sweet Home

Penelope sat in her dark brown leather recliner pensively; she was only home from hospital a few days and was finding it hard to acclimate to her ‘...

Tea Party

A poem written of the seasons. I hope you like it!!
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Comes Around (4)

Thirteen years later Jack pulled up to the bus stop in a vehicle that looked much older than its years, a heavy layer of grease seemed permanently...

For Abbey

I know death. Some days I wear its hollowness and malaise like my favorite sweater and I pretend that I don’t feel the pain seeping through every...

Father's Day 2021

Today is Father's Day. But because I have no father or children, I can't celebrate this day. Dad was born on October 18, 1947 and died on July 13,...

First Kiss

Way back when I was twelve years old, everyone was approaching, or had already been introduced to puberty. As per nature, there was a good amount of...

Today, we open Free

Today, we open Free The dawning of a new day, With sunlit rainbow rays, Gracing the clouds to say: “Today!” Today we heal. Today we unfasten the pain...
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