When the tears fell the first time I wiped them as soon as they touched my cheeks When they fell again I wasn’t as quick to tend to the tears
While admitting that she never had thought of narrating her own audiobooks, many commented that her voice was incredibly soothing as she finished reading two amazing excerpts from “The Drowning Kind”.
The University of Iowa Lecture Series proudly hosted An Evening With Dan Levy via Zoom on Friday evening, April 9th, 2021. Advertised as a free offering online, 96,000 people expressed interest prior to the event. The servers crashed throughout the first 15 minutes, which not only delayed the evening but left many Lecture Series hopefuls discouraged and unable to tune in.
To increase my speed Away From you From words That assail And hit Striking hot I won't return Never again
It hurts more every day The tightness The grasp The hold Wondering when it will end If it will end
Maybe there was something more Someplace where my mind could rest Where I wouldn't feel such constant flux A place where sleep would come easily But those roads lead to nothing I wanted
Time seemed to pass so slowly Yet so quickly and I begged for more time It happens almost daily One touch will prompt me Even stop me in my tracks
Tunnel Vision is a short story written by Kelli J. Gavin and shared with The Ugly Writers. Tunnel Vision All Roads Lead to Rome. I remember hearing that statement when I was a child. I didn’t have a clue…
Each of us has known someone with cancer, and many of us have lost someone because of cancer. Cancer isn't political. Cancer doesn't normally attack people based on skin color. Cancer doesn't discriminate. But apparently tonight, some people are slightly skewed in their thinking and believe that this man's death doesn't count.
I lost a friend 25 years ago. She was kidnapped from Goodfellow Air Force Base and raped and murdered. I have thought of her many times over the years and have prayed for her family. My heart still hurts more than I thought. The tears came so quickly at just the thought of her that I alarmed both my kids.
Mend A painting by Alison Albrecht Mend By: Kelli J Gavin Busted. Battered. Beat up. Broken. Blue. Is there a way? A way to mend? To mend this beleaguered heart? This heart that was given to me. Gifted to me.…
I have spent a ridiculous amount of my life waiting. Waiting to gradate high school. Waiting to be married. Waiting and praying to have kids. Waiting for the right job. Waiting for relationships to be restored. Waiting for it to…