The Celebration
Year wraps inside white flutter covers tracks left by despair snowflakes at liberty to define equality As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomo...
Author: Khaya Ronkainen
Khaya Ronkainen is a writer, poet and creative professional. Her blog focuses on all things poetry and creative nonfiction.
A Quilted Memory
“Winter my dear would be cold without warm memories.” Flakes fall― a spectacle through the window warm glögi cupped between my hands ember coals in the room giv...
Enfoldment
Winter enfolds my many faces soothes scars left by scorching words darkness a refuge. But come spring― call me by any name and I will let go of dead weight shed...