You Have The Power (Poetry)Sometimes they call it compassion fatigue. I call it trying to morph myself— constantly. To be smaller and gentler, a more digestible thing, when my fire is raging and my voice yearns to sing. I’m exh
Cosmic Gifts (Poetry)What do you do when you know that you know, yet you cannot react for it’s not of this realm. The way one can see without being in sight;...
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