As the sun rises and sets casting it's pink and golden hue across the city,I while away my days perched atop this building:This building I've long called home, far above…
May we engage Everybody who feels like a Nobody with the lost, The lonely, the distressed and the Anxious and those who have noone to care. Listening - just listening…
Do whatever makes you happy. Write, draw, paint, dance, Watch a movie, cook a meal, Work out, make music, knit, Play games, do gardening. Sit still if you want to…
This prose poem is called 'Halfway Down Our Street'. The start of each sentence starts with a letter from the title to spell out the name of the poem. Home…