Jul 29, 2025 | Writer's Blog
I’m the kid who left home. Barely an adult, I took my inheritance and walked away. Well, actually, it wasn’t so much walking or meandering or even wandering; it was more like sprinting, bolting, or running. Yes. I ran away from home. I made the deliberate choice to...
Aug 7, 2024 | Writer's Blog
I met a man whose behavior struck me asa cat trapped in a bag. At war with his own soul, and perpetuating the invisible chaos.Running blind, terrified and tripping over thechains that kept him bound, while cloaked inhooded darkness. I began to speak words he...
