I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
Tag You’re It:
In the words of Byron, “A drop of ink, may make a million think....” My high-school art teacher, Mrs. Boaz loves to recite this quote every morning.
Out of Spoons:
As writer, I could compose, the most elegant words that could sweeten the tongue. Sticking to the roof of your mouth like molasses.
Be my Vorfreude:
Dear future husband, be my vorfreude... First impressions, might be one of two things. One this woman is way too negative.
In her adolescence, he was her confidant Nervously, she run up to him, shouting pocket buddy! A soda pop, became a fountain,
Nobody seldom stays here for long love ink stains in a wink- Don't cry dear, its not your fault. You will conquer,
Our Love is Young:
His heart wears heartache, like a fine suit— bruised, changing of hands, Half-hearted flames mishandled drops...ac
My darling, O how you draw smiles, from my lips, I turned us a new page, as delicate as a kiss dawned— Wiping, away years of empty promises,
Paint by Numbers:
I never once thought, my worth was tied to my waist size, Though, majority of society does? Care what the scale reads? Naw,