Getting my butt kicked by a bunch of snow. Who knew it was a thing?!
My Wordfest experience(s) and why you should think about attending because BOOKS!! POETRY!! ALL THE THINGS!!
As the crone stretches her arms out she smacks her lips together. She feels the aches and pains in each joint and studies the etched lines in her skin
The joy of the Mountain Bike road trip.
Shock waves from trauma and fear echo throughout time
I’d like to have it tied to the trunk as something I happen to gaze at in my rear view mirror while I extend the middle finger.
Fear and getting over it.
Well, sort of.