Go be a light in the world, with a certain right sort of heart.

Sharing poems & thoughts, one redacted word at a time.
Go be a light in the world, with a certain right sort of heart.

I am coming to life in the lovely universe. Believe me, a slow, spiritual, extraordinary change is going to show in me.

He simply adored me, I loved a man who wanted me.

It was a lovely day, the sun a yellow glitter of early summer and the lush, green sea, rising and unfolding everywhere.

The morbid silence was alive between their words.

Cincinnati and rural Indiana, I was free to become anyone so I started writing, my imagination busy emerging out.

Live a life of hopeless romanticism.

As far as I could see, my life is a waiting game, the wheels of anxiety focus all my attention on the past.

Change your life, you are a survivor.

Look to be grateful for each morning sunrise and appreciate being alive.
