An aimless wanderer who knows not her destination. The trees sense her pain, bowing their heads in unison. They offer the young woman shelter; protect and guide her. They show her that she may find light in the darkness. When she is ready, they lift their branches skyward and point to the stars. They rustleContinue reading “Boughed Heads”
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Free My Daughter
My daughter shall not know disgraceBy the atrocious man’s whimsical dictatesEarly morning off we goAcross the lake I row and rowTo the other side where my mother waitsMenacingly the man gives chaseBut no doubt I will win this raceSmooth and fluid, stroke and flowFree my daughterManaging to keep up the paceFueled by fear of hisContinue reading “Free My Daughter”