She carries soil in her veins and blaze in her eyes, wears glitter on her skin and courage in her voice. With her crown, unbent and some flowers, strangled she grows into a bold expanse, roofing her feeble roots, star-spangled. She's a girl of today that desires to fly free even in the, oceans of … Continue reading She

Holding Hands

It's just peculiar how time can turn tables and reverse roles for suddenly some day, you could go from being daddy's lil girl to his sole support system and might need to safeguard the man that has sheltered and basked you in the safety of his warmth, half your life. It's weird how heartaches and … Continue reading Holding Hands