Know Me

You ask me who I am, and I struggle for ways to put it into sentences, short enough to not get tuned out. I shut down. I have been here since the first screened typewriter, scribing. I have created data bases of situations, books of my own creation, poetry, music and art. I ask, who … Continue reading Know Me

The Masks We Wear

Are we not beautiful? Even beneath our masks, Gifting our hearts and hiding the fear? Are we not vulnerable and capable?  Do you see they bring smiles to hide the pain? and yet we cry like rivers swirling us to the deep blue sea as we weep weep weep "Never cry more tears than you could … Continue reading The Masks We Wear