She would walk into a wedding always dressed in grace, bliss and happiness that the older ladies and gentlemen would label as ‘bold’ and ‘weird’ for she would always pass by with her head held high even though she had no man by her side…

Every time you ask yourself why, you get more questions than answers. why is never the ending, but why always has a way of bringing you back to the beginning. Just when you think you have one answer complete, another why is laying right at…

Home in the Mountains The green mountain peaks stand there lonely as if waiting for which the majestic and mysterious seeks in the misty clouds spread long and be comfortable feeling warm like home Hour 4 @varenyas

Spring comes with the retelling of the same story. The irises return, overwhelming eyes and nose with their wonder and memories. These flowers my namesake grew abundantly in grandma’s garden despite the heat and poor soil. It must have been her sheer will and speaking…

America’s past haunts its legacy A legacy of democracy A legacy of liberty, justice, freedom for all men A legacy of creating a nation from nothing The legacy and the lie of the American dream CRT seeks to tell the truth To break through the…

When you were a child and the wind howled and the trees rustled and the dark was scary, who did you seek out for comfort? Were they there like Atticus? He would be there all night, and he would be there when Jem waked up…

1. Through transit windows burst blood, sweat, and paint of those just making a name with a circus-act canvas turn concrete to gallery 2. No city permit As we implement our own “urban renewal” with a neighborhood blessing on buildings they just condemn 3. “Vandalism”…

Mitch Brown Hr 4 Dan Brown “The Lost Symbol” Hope. Such a small word, but so packed with power. Hope. That thing that keeps us going when all seems lost. Hope. The light at the end of the tunnel, the beginning of the end. Hope….

Images of Sweet pinkness of cheeks, Searching mouth, the Smell of newborn breath, Bursting forth of joy, the Overwhelming need to protect, Prayers for an easy delivery… A stifled scream, A final push… “He is coming, and I am here.” –– this last line is…

I am not okay Some of the hardest words to say When all I want is to see you smile Just a little while Before I walk away and close the door To find myself surrounded by my fears and sorrows once more The momentary…