Sexy at fifty-seven is skinny dipping under the light of a half-awakened moon. Bright enough to see my way safely down to the beach but dark enough my silhouette is not exposed. Not shy or unabashed, I simply walked to the shore, disrobed, and quickly tiptoed into the crisp waters of Lake Huron, hidden under… Continue reading Sexy at Fifty-Seven
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A Small Collection of Poems
Anyone who knows me knows I love to write. I will be honest, poetry is not my thing. I wish I was good at writing poetry because poetry is an artform that colors the page with the most beautiful words. Unfortunately, my writing class this semester has me writing poetry for the last seven weeks.… Continue reading A Small Collection of Poems