Poems on Abuse

My poetry seems to be the least popular thing I publish, but it's part of my heart just the same. These are a couple pieces I wrote over the years about my daughter's father. Swallow the pain Swallow the hurt Ignore the terror And lie in the dirt Lie in the bed that your carelessness... Continue Reading →


Chapter 10: My First True Love

We had American History together my freshmen year. We were seated in alphabetical order, so his desk was right next to mine. He had curly blond hair, laughing brown eyes, and a quirky smile. And he always needed a pencil. I always had an extra pencil. I was desperate for love and attention. I needed... Continue Reading →

I hide so I may shine….

Hello readers that I assume exist? I'm taking a bit of a break from my story today to talk about something that's always on my mind: Pain. 3 years ago I started experiencing intense pain with no apparent cause. After some testing and a lot of non-answers, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. Fibro is bullshit.... Continue Reading →

Chapter 7: I <3 Me

The hardest part is always picking up the pen and putting it to paper. Somehow I'm afraid that I'll screw things up. I don't even know how I COULD screw up, but I'm afraid just the same. But then fear isn't exactly a rational thing, is it? (I'm talking FEAR, fear that my humbleness is... Continue Reading →

Chapter 5: Emotional Vomit

Sitting on this piece has been hard. It's like trying to hold vomit in your mouth, it just feels nasty.   Abuse is a funny thing. Not "haha" funny, but "funny" in the peculiar sense. You would think that, when you are the victim of it, abuse would be very apparent. But it's not. It... Continue Reading →


I am everything And yet nothing I am the rain Pouring my all on to you Drenching you Quenching your thirst I am the wind Stirring your thoughts Like so many fallen leaves Blown away I am the sun Bringing you warmth And light Protection from the darkness I am always there I am everything... Continue Reading →

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