For the first time many middle class Americans are experiencing the vicissitudes
of life.

A haiku I wrote about recession.

Inspired by the recent economic problems.

Is it important that Yahoo informs me that some hack labelled Detroit as the "Angriest City in America"?

The awesome experience and priviledge of beholding the face of a second generation must be beyond words for many especially first time grandmothers like me..

Comments on how people come together in times of need.

This is the story of a quiet hero, a beloved wife, and a fairytale life.

Expressing how tired I am of being ignored because I am a teenager.

A religious twist.

Poem about a woman in society and thoughts of her mind. Does she fit in? Has she been scorned? How does she deal with reality?