moving away from trouble : a poem
i'm not seeking trouble but he seeks me when i'm not paying attention
brene brown’s divorce : a poem
she was brave she was smiling she knew this was the moment for her to explore vigorously
the heart is an odd engine : a poem
i do love the snow and you the drifting spin of lazy white flakes putting me at ease
she called again : a poem
to ask about something, she said she couldn't get it out articulation being one of her faults she was angry there was something she wanted me to do or not…
in the clear : a poem
in seconds our bubbles drifted apart there was no pop sound no resistance a breeze from the east pushed me outward towards the ocean's edge the sun was peeking over…
Viral Dating: Finding and Keeping Love in Times of Crisis
Get creative, because it's going to take a lot more time to get close enough to look directly into her eyes from a safe distance. Good luck out there, and stay safe.
