Slipped my mind you wield words like a dagger stab a person's soul. Your act of changing never will it again fool me. By: Amber R. Dulaney
Intrusive the acidic words and horrific actions short of mimicking natural disasters are permeating society. The future my kids will have to navigate as teens as adults-- a terrifying thought. By: Amber R. Dulaney
As a rock breaks a window broken promises shatters a heart.
Amongst us outside, in buildings, people, words, and actions: Beauty. Poem By: Amber R. Dulaney
Not all days are the same, some are endurable and others onerous; depends on the chemical control of my brain's disquiet dreariness.