If you must stick around, do some good

Conversations at a bridal shower — Factual, down-to-earth conversation would be how I would describe what was happening at the end of the table where I was sitting at a bridal shower last night. It was not ill-intended. It was not a criticism of what our friend in the spotlight was about to embark herself into…

Almost can’t hide behind a poker face

And I Also Write Poetry —

First day of summer; the longest day. —

The company they keep. —

Her story, and that of many others like her — Her. She was the other woman, she had come to terms with the term, but the term did not fit her. Her. The sole mention of that word was like that sharp finger pointing straight, at her with blame, with judgment. Her. She after all had accepted that it was not in…

One-Line Poem Prompt: ‘Phobia’

A lost, untethered soul —