Seeing Myself Through You

A love Poem

Before the Dawn

A prose poem

Eventually, it happens.

The Grey Heron

When wildlife wraps you in its soft fabric

3** Lee Drive

Finding Home

Home.

Winter’s End

Flash prose

Winter has settled into me like fallen leaves into mud. My skin is cracked and dry as old…

New Writing Prompt + Books in Celebration

On the road to spring!

Publications on Medium: Writers Communities Are Key

It’s all about connections, not eye-catching…

A Journey of Love | Love Languages

Sing to Me

A Poem — A Song of Love

My Story as a New 3-Figure Entrepreneur

With a quote from Mark Twain

What Will We Read About You in Thirty Years or More?

It’s probably not stupid to keep this question in…