Mud
The smell of death and destruction burns my nostrils, flashes of light reflecting off the tinfoil scattered in my mind andchemical clouds float north with the wind and fallen blossoms.Paramedics swarm like flies while I disassociate on the bible resting…
Faith in God and a Mother’s Love Through Addiction
Faith in God and a Mothers Love through Addiction
Sibling Love
I was an only child until I was ten years old. I have never known what it is like to have a sibling close to your own age to fight play and share a history with. I’ve always loved my…
