I. Five. As a child, I believed I was the princess in my own fairytale. To me, there was no “evil” in this world. My dad, he was my hero. He fought off all the “bad” guys. He protected me. My house, it was my castle, my safe place. I believed that soon […]
Month: December 2017
90 and in Love
Dear Vicki Brady, SYNOPSIS: I decided to write you a poem about your love life with the man you spent more than half a century with, the man you loved until “death do us apart”. I incorporated much of the information you had shared with me and my classmates but moreso I did incorporate much […]