Short Stories – Poetry – Creative Nonfiction
Final Say
I went to visit you today
At some random lake far away,
I brought your hoodie and that candle
Unsure… how much more could I handle?
People say you took the easy way out
They don’t know what they’re talking about,
Although I understand, I am still mad
There were many more memories we could have had,
Last I saw you, I still remember that day
You walked out… I never got my final say.
A Place for Kids and Grown-Ups to Discover Books
TBI, post-concussion syndrome, and how to reclaim a creative life
"Not all who wander are lost..."
Author
Make it new, wrong, broken and brilliant
Whimsical Philosophy, Poetry & Inspiration
Reflections and Delusions
Quiet-time inspirations in recovery
My interviews with many authors
For the passion of writing....
Creativity Unleashed
Writing about the human condition and learning to laugh about it
A Collection of Blogs Written By Men & Women In Prison
Poetry From the Heart!
We're all on a road to somewhere.
Keep Exploring
Writer & Editor
