I will dance forever under the autumn sun to the soft serenade of you ...Read more

I step into the morning light, leaving the worries of the night behind My spirit starts to unwind and anxiety's grip loosens its tight hold Troubling dreams fade into the archives of my mind Stepping into the crisp morning air In the warmth of the sharp sunlight, I find my true sight. -S. S...Read more

What is it that makes her cry? The loss of her mother, The weight she carries from buried pain, The trauma of that man who told her to keep a secret, The memory of her first love, her lost love, The lack of confidence battered down by generations of women projecting hurt onto their daughters. Is it ...Read more