separation anxiety

She came bursting through the door like there was a fire hot on her heels. She wasn't wearing a mask, and she very obviously had no intention of donning one. Once inside, she turns to look at the door she's just blown through. At first, there's nobody there. Then, there's two little girls at the … Continue reading separation anxiety

tornado memories

I was reading recently how people love the personal essay. They enjoy reading true stories about real events that happened to someone else. I wasn't overly surprised by this information. It just reminded me that it has been a while since I posted a snippet of my life. I should pen a series Growing up … Continue reading tornado memories

Memory

a poem for National Poetry Month

Public speaking is terrifying

and sometimes things go wrong.