A Day In My Life

Wake Me Up When the Morning Ends.

Today my morning started at 11:30am. This is a time I would wake up and start my day if I lived in my utopia. I was waken by a dust storm and a bit of rain. I usually hate mornings, but I love rain, so I stood outside in the backyard with our dogs for a little… Continue reading Wake Me Up When the Morning Ends.

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My Poetry

Golden Girl

I am not your trophy... I am not here to be shown off, glorified, or acknowledged when your friends and co-workers come around only to be thrown in a box in your dark basement any other day. See, you probably don't see the difference between me and the golden inanimate object because you're not in… Continue reading Golden Girl