March brings chill and cheer..

Complex. Often misunderstood. Stress. Regrets. Pains withstood. A beautiful mess.

Picked up a script, and started reading, Didn’t put it down for years, Had no clue that it would be leading

Your city is not that far But already seems Too great a stretch to. A homeless friend Often says ‘Until we..

Trauma is a wound.. An injury to the mind, soul, body and heart, Distributed memories scattered apart.