The Thief on the Cross: Redemption Beyond Despair
The Urban Mom The wind lashes Golgotha. It lifts dust over a world that can no longer touch…
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The Haute Couture Moments of the Soul: When You Finally Stop Running
I spent my whole life running. After diplomas, beautiful things, and silent approvals in strangers’…
Read moreWhat It Feels Like Being a Woman Living in Her Own Body
“What is it like being a woman and living in your own body?” she asks…
Read moreBorn From a Burn-A Poem About Rebirth
I was a door without a lock.They came in without knocking.I was a floor.I was…
Read moreThe Body I Came Back To (Poem)
My body was once a promise.An uncertain map of a blooming path,the silence between two…
Read moreThe Prodigal Daughter – The Long Road Back Home
The road back home is longer than I remember. My feet are burning, dusty and…
Read moreTired of Being Tired – Losing Myself Trying to Be Enough
I look at my kids.Small. Beautiful. So full of life.FULL OF LIFE! They call me.“Mama!”…
Read moreThe Spinning Drum of Time: Embracing the present
Learning to be present and enjoying today, instead of living in the past or projecting…
Read moreMother – The Hands That Fed Me Love by Spoonful
My Mother – A Girl of 19 Who Was Never Young. She buried her youth…
Read moreConfessions of a Woman: Wild Ink, Silent Wars
To be a woman means carrying silence, writing strength, and finding myself. A powerful reflection…
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