A Poem for Our Times: Curled Up

Curled Up I feel disconnected Far away Closed down Remote Protective of my inner self Untrusting of the outside world Shocked by the cruelty I see The rudeness The lack of respect The anger The lies I want to be trusting Open Willing to share Unafraid Open-armed But I am not Not now Not when…

Repost: “Out of the Dark,” a Flash Fiction Story

Mary Theresa was tired. Tired of feeling out of control; tired of feeling lost. She went out to the porch of her house on the lake and stared at the dark night. She couldn’t help but wonder why she had been put on this earth, particularly now that she was out of a job, out…