As a lil’ one I dreamt of things Yet to come   Spoke to Spirits Those that would Listen   Sensing ~ There’s something wrong With Me   Praying to a vengeful God Who, supposedly would save me   Fascinated by flickering flames And the…

We the People know not of what we speak or of what the ubiquitous ‘others’ say, mean We the People have become a nation of naysayers with little rationale we deny climates, pandemics, others not like us who do not exist who do not deserve…

Fireflies could never be as loved as one small pixie, Nor have they light within their minds to fight with demon hordes, Though tales of lightning bugs are told through the land of Dixie, A tiny, flighty redhead’s shine is brighter, by all accord It’s…