Live While You Can, Love While You’re Free

Fleeting is the fostering Of children When the love between two goes south The funeral home is awaiting the toll But your children hardly grow old Only in fingers passed through rings Or bars they’ve stood behind Orange isn’t a color for everyone So stop sending them away, please Fate wouldn’t seem to mind But […]

An Aspergian Sheds Some Tears, And Light, On His Personal Abuse Story

Coming down off the high of reaching 100 posts, I’ve decided to share a little personal story for my post tonight. It’s not a poem, because I struggled to think clearly long enough to write anything that made sense. I will probably write a poem later and post that, but not tonight. Tonight, I just […]