The Anna

Trees Turned us intoAncient damaged redwoodsSet us aflame during a droughtFire resistance aged our youthful faces My love for him still evergreenAlthough he cut us downThe fall brings peace The Anna was a bit of a challenge to write 🙂 Post written for Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge-Trees and My Name Poetry Scavenger Hunt All photos…

Quiet

Do you wanna know why IDon’t talk about it? When I tell people the reasonI have PTSDThey stare with gaping eyes likeI’m a Hollywood movie scene It feels like they care moreAbout the storyThan they careAbout me Do you Wanna know the deets?Is my story juicy?Gossip worthy?Which parts are my fault?And how much did I…

Sisters

Mount Liar As I neared the top of the mountain, I spotted something shiny. Stopping to see what was reflecting light back at me, I was surprised to spot an old, disposable camera sitting in a pile of leaves. Since my pack was light, anyway, I wrapped the camera in the plastic bag I had…

American

My first American sentence: I kiss my child bye, praying it’s not the last time I see her alive. Now that she’s started high school, it’s so much harder not to think about. (Technically also an American sentence.) Here’s another American sentence, related to the first: In eighth grade the news reported: two mass shooters…

Flashback Friday

Fandango’s Flashback Friday prompt is to re-post something that you posted on or about this time last year. I felt drawn to participate, even though I was not active on WordPress this time last year. Therefore, I’ve turned to one of my fancy hard-covered journals, and dug up a flashback that I wrote about around…