The Frozen Scream
Lips swell. Dimples on rosy cheeks ignite winning smile yet scream hangs; a lump in the throat. Prettiness and innocence interrupted as the sweet sixteen rebels...
The main focus of this blog is poetry. I share some of my poems, drafts or excerpts. More often that not, I rewrite or edit to publish them somewhere else.
Lips swell. Dimples on rosy cheeks ignite winning smile yet scream hangs; a lump in the throat. Prettiness and innocence interrupted as the sweet sixteen rebels...
It’s 3 a.m. in the morn, Nameless is already shouting: “Get out of the way and let me write my story!” It’s been days of dilly-dallying; Avoidance p...
“One kind word can warm three winter months.” ~ A Japanese proverb Talking machine churns And skips to the previous groove; Rhetoric is broken Churns the machin...