I replay melodies Over and over Until my mind Takes over them And memorizes keys Signatures And the elegant way It trickles like Raindrops upon a windowsill. Through my veins Stirring within me Emotions I never realized Hiding within. It scurries me away Into daydreams…

Mom Has Gone She left some time ago… Where she went, I don’t know. Her body remains, Her voice she retains… Yet, her memories are gone, And sadly, so his her song. Mom was a singer extraordinaire, The loss of her breast, …just one; It…

Upon the stage… I have found my love. To act . . . To sing . . . To entertain… Accolades have come; Criticisms, too. I am an Actor; Female. We are all Actors. Labels . . . Male or Female; We act… On stage…