Period Piece 

Tuesday morning I wake with stained panties A Red Sea parted before the day even started My sigh has aged My eyes can’t even roll anymore At this weird and messy curse This reminder that I’m a failure by design In the shower Red trickles down the leg I just cleaned As if to remind … Continue reading Period Piece 

Sunday Diary No. 3

April 23, 2017 This morning was my favorite kind of morning – gloomy and rainy. I was woken up by a sleepy husband, enjoyed some extracurricular activities, and made one of my favorite breakfasts: sausage biscuits.  Most of you know that my father is estranged and I am blessed with an amazing step father – … Continue reading Sunday Diary No. 3