: About Me

My passion is ...

creativity (including art and writing) and helping others pursue their dream and achieve their potential

I know too much about ...

everything...well, almost everything

My parents always told me ...

to shut up and stay safe ...well, I guess all my life I've been doing the opposite

My childhood ambition ...

to have a creative life

My favorite memory ...

my brown teddy bear which was always bigger than me

Why I write ...

I honor my authentic self

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

The Secret by Rhonda Byrne

My first job ...

file clerk

My best moment ...

I've actually had many great moments in my life

My inspiration ...

life and my desire to honor my spirit

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Alone with silence

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I could hear my belabored breathing My chest heavy from burdens past The covers pulled up to my chin Yet, the chill invades my body still The rain grows pounds louder against the windows The only sound that's strangely comforting As it repeats itself It deadens the silence Like a old familiar friend knocking to be let in The creaking old house reminds me Of distant memories Never to be re-lived How long will the rain stay? I dread the silence it will leave The chill is now unbearable

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