Shed

Pretty as can be, I feel sorry for her. While the physical seems in tact, her emotional state is out of whack. With each man, she bids farewell to another piece of herself. Never really touching life, just watching from a dusty shelf. Fed up…

She was the color

In a world of black and white, she was the color. By not her vivid beauty, yet by┬áthe smile, through her suffer. Poised in her position, authentic in her vision. Never altered by her ego, faithful to all her words written.        …