This Day Always Leaves Lumps In the Throats of Some

I am recalled to this video piece, Throat Lumps, linked below, from my poetry book, Dusted Shelves, that on days which celebrate the essence of love, my heart sits silently with the unloved; the child who has never felt a hug, the ones neglected and the humans dejected by lack of connection or touch.  Don't … Continue reading This Day Always Leaves Lumps In the Throats of Some

Throat Lumps

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4K2J9SOYIs This track is on my audio c.d., "Dusted Shelves; memoir of a cult child". It's an afternoon that happened to me, and everything that went through my mind as I was sitting on my balcony. You can listen to all of the pieces and even download them at: http://reverbnation.com/dustedshelves