Martha-Marie changed her gait when she fell and broke the gate.   This ain’t no delightful tale of cute Fi-Fi’s little tail.   The ...

Death, my old foe Kindly released me from this mortal flesh Prone to disease and decay Set free, my soul to roam Not anchored ...

Mother opened her book To teach from the scripture About men with hardened hearts Who speak volumes but never listen It ended in tragedy ...

Trigger warning: eating disorders, anorexia athletica, orthorexia NEDAwareness Week 2020 begins February 24th and what better way to start this month than to tell ...

Excuses are the plague of my existence. Especially as a writer. I will always tell myself: “No one will probably read my work anyway ...

Chapter One Jack the Ripper became the name I am remembered by, however; my Christian name was Albert. Named for our matronly Queen Victoria’s ...

In my life are dogs who give coffee-time cuddles and furry follows. Their bright eyes and wagging tails bring complete joy to my soul.

Fingertips of day are losing their grip. Pink horizons darken the sound of a saxophone fades. Stars poke through the black curtain like pinholes ...

I dedicate this story to my sweet companion Star, who went to ‘Doggy Heaven’ last week.   It was a rainy Friday night, and ...