The softest footsteps•that leave the deepest footprints•in the heart’s garden•
Micropoetry
Patron Saint of grand dreams that only live in the visions of politicians.
hey stranger I am curious about you
“Will you cook tonight?” she stared into his black eyes, searching for kindness and understanding.He would…
Wednesdays are short story days. I’ll pick a tweet from my twitter #VSS archive and expand…
If you were having coffee with me I would say thank you for joining me, how…
Becoming The Muse 