Wherever here is- Floating. Just floating.Trusting yourself. Toes up. Palms up.Calm yourself. Slow your breathing. Don’t tip.Not...
Poetry
by phillip gillis Years ago, sitting by the phone anticipating a call-Waiting for the clock to roll...
By LaShaunda Callands Holidays are always merry for most.Aromatic smells of mahogany, cherry, and wood oakFill up...