Our little princess.Continue Reading
Like a door marked do not enter or maybe do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, I have always been kept out or maybe I just didn’t want to go in. DO NOT CROSS… that red ribbon or maybe yellow police tape; what will we find behind it.Continue Reading
A token of service, a token of appreciation.Continue Reading
This is a poem to my mother about her battle with breast cancer.Continue Reading
A melancholic love poem.Continue Reading
The number of quotes about electrons, barium carbonate, and bonding is astounding.Continue Reading
I actually wrote this one at work on a receipt because it popped in my head.Continue Reading
My life keeps getting shorter the longer it goes…Continue Reading
A short poem.Continue Reading
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