Time

1/3/21 Sat. 10 a.m. A free written poem. Coming to life in the days of buried, where can life be found? What is its purpose to be at this time? Did it ever have a choice or a chance? Lost in presence, lost in time, Here and never, always a part of time. Wanting and...

A Near Drowning A Recovered Memory

5/31/19 This memory was shared with me by one of my personalities that I had no awareness of until she shared it.  There is uncertainty if I was in jr. high or early high school when this occurred.  I was with Alac and Hannah, my brother and sister-in-law, on a day...