Thoughts on lifting up through trees
She sat in the back.
Braided Barretts.
corduroy pants,
turtleneck
and a fair isle sweater.
She was 7,
eating an apple.
That apple looks so good he said –
nice and juicy.
Do you like it juicy?
He groomed her from the rearview mirror of an ‘81 Pontiac.
All the way til ‘83.
I am a 43 year old mom of three. I have been raising my kids by myself for nearly 10 years. They are and always will be my first priority, but this blog is about me. And you. My goal is to share to heal myself and in that process I hope to help others do the same. View more posts
