I had a dream that I was running, running fast, through muddy puddles, crying, wanting nothing but to be home. But the home in my head...

I can’t shake this Empty feeling The peach pit Scraping the bottom Of my wallowing stomach It seems to always cave in Once I had thought...

When I was a child I saw my mother as this beautiful woman with long red curly hair that matched her painted red nails, in my eyes, she...