the days my daddy died
My father was a handsome, intelligent, charming and troubled man. I didn’t know he was a covert narcissist until I began writing Betrayed: Inside a Pathological Love Relationship in early…
My father was a handsome, intelligent, charming and troubled man. I didn’t know he was a covert narcissist until I began writing Betrayed: Inside a Pathological Love Relationship in early…
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month 2021 in Canada. Today this poem wrote itself to light and hope through snow, tears and fears. Merci Johanne Ravenda pour…
We all long to be free in our own way. To see a world of possibility stretching out before us like an open road. This poem is about that. It…
The problem with overvaluing perfection is it sometimes leads us to want to fix things that don’t need repair, or to think that people and things are broken when in…
This poem is for the people who love me, see me, support me, stick with me no matter what, and who are relentless in not allowing me to give…