Just beneath her heart

Just beneath her heart I am able to feel More than she is able to tell even God.   November PAD Day 4 Poetic Asides: Just Beneath _______prompt. 1sojournal: photo prompt


Lost words

Take the pieces of your day, wrap it in cotton, saturate it with rubbing alcohol and set it on fire. I offer you the mind of one who suffers with dementia. Follow me as I follow my mother’s journey into this insipid disease so when your turn comes, you will know.   “Lost words” Judge … Continue reading Lost words