Lessons Collected Gone Unlearned
No fall air was cool enough. No comfort found in words. Every little sound in the soulless night was a
No fall air was cool enough. No comfort found in words. Every little sound in the soulless night was a
Have you ever just felt really out of place at some place at some point in your life? I wrote
Sunday work in the morning breeze. Sushi made with cheese Autoimmune disease Monolinguals in these seven seas Prepubescents all over
While searching for inspiration, I came across a million great writing prompts. One of them, though, said: “Write about happiness.”
This is just to remind you, my dear readers, that I make these little designs, which then end up as
Live life dangerously, but cautiously. Exuberantly, but modestly. Eagerly, but patiently. Fearlessly and fiercely. Most importantly, live life…suitably: your way.
Sign language is an artistic way of communication that not all of us can interpret, nor master. Isn’t that the
Sit down and write even when you have nothing to whine about, they say. But it’s hard. Especially, after some
Pensive, he looked away as if trying to find the words that, maybe in his mind, would not offend me.
“Are those blue suede shoes?” you asked. “Are you color blind?” I replied, “And, that’s blue suede STILETTOS for ya.”
Surprise me. Take me to the moon so many promises have failed to climb. Show me the sunset at sunrise.
On my back sometimes across the bed I lay, answers I search arms spread out, I’m down in defeat as