Ocean Restoration The only hit I have ever welcomed was the slap of a wave First, my ankles and then my thighs Shocked by the coolness yet I welcome it again and again When my waist is consumed and…
This girl and I looked nothing alike. Her face freckled, auburn hair askew, and a casual stance with feet planted wide as if ready to sprint in either direction should the need arise.
Gleams of a forgotten wish bring light Some reminiscent dull memories appear Though faded with time's constant jilt But yet Unmarred and indestructible
Shoppers for a Dress Have you ever been to a mall of ideas; a place where you try out themes not dresses? The dressing rooms have emails for padlocks with editors for mirrors and rejections for sizes! We are…
If only I can be taken back to the good old days, the days where you have to discover the world by touching, smelling, seeing and it will be your world no boundaries, imagination is the limit.
Nothing is more depressing than the feeling of emptiness. Letting the void consume you whole, is a missed shot, entirely.
Saying nothing, taking nothing, leaving nothing behind. Without saying goodbye.
The eyes unfold and the story aligns-- rain from the sky sounds like punches I learned in my garage and Dad’s body rippled like the windows at night.
Kailan ako makakaalis? Sa makamundo at maruming gawain Ang diyos at sarili'y hindi ko na kilala Kahit ang katinuan ko'y inagaw na nila
I will always remember fondly a folding lawn chair Pulled up to the edge of a blue plastic pool
This year’s race was supposed to be special for me since I am now a personal trainer at Safari Island Community Center in Waconia, and I know a number of the great people who live here.
Are you still watching every breaking of dawn up there? Oh sure, you still. Maybe you're still touching my nose every time I sigh, or laugh or sneeze.