The apartment I was born in was off a dead-end street in Queens, New York. My parents referred to the street as “The Magic ...

I grew up in a household with a lot of yelling. My dad shouted at me. My siblings and I screamed at each other. ...

Will you open the door of empathy?

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Not me, no way, no sir.Because I am his and he is mine.For I am his soulmate. Who’s ...

10 At sunset, the black and white dog stopped following the woman in the kitchen. Her ears perked up, and she looked at the ...

Sometimes in the car, or in the moments before falling asleep, a recollection of him appeared. Maybe it was because I saw someone in ...

I see the heavensin your eyes.Worlds and galaxiesswirl within your soul. Love is who you areseen by a soul like mine.A dull nickel withhardly ...

Take me away darlingaway from the strife,bloodshed and warwaging outside, toyour dwelling. I’d go anywhereyou wanted me to,as I await foryour hand, readyto ride ...

sometimes things happenthat brings out the sadnessbut there is always a silver lininga path at first hard to find when one door closes, another ...

Animosity strikes like lightningas childhood memories flash like an old flickering filmA stark reminder, burdened by towering expectationsWhich lay heavy upon small shoulders Middle ...