My Tonsurephobia
Yes, I suffer from Tonsurephobia. To be honest, when I first came across the word Tonsurephobia, I thought it was the fear of having your tonsils out (ha, ha, ha). … Continue reading My Tonsurephobia
Category: Creative Writing
Kisses from the Sun
I spent most of my childhood wishing I was someone else. Not any particular or specific someone, just anyone other than who I really was. Ā
My Pretty Ballerinas
Purple skirts a twirl. On pretty ballerinas, Dancing in the wind.
That Loved Feeling
It’s hard to say what makes me feel loved. Ā It’s hard for me to say it succinctly that is, but I’ll try.
Finding My Grey
The second exercise in the Sandbox Writing Challenge asks: “Do you consider yourself a balanced person?” Because I’ve struggled (really struggled) with answering this question, I’ve decided to take a … Continue reading Finding My Grey
A Step Into the Sandbox
“Getting to know me. Getting to know all about me.” Sounds like a line from a very old song. Oh, hang on a minute, that’s not right. The correct words … Continue reading A Step Into the Sandbox
Hello Little One
Lost between the rocks, And yet, far from forgotten. Grow strong little one.
Sunrise
Colours flood the sky, Tendrils of dreams drift away. A new day begins.
