from The Neighbour My dad was such a liar. It was all about perception, I had to be a refined lady I never carried myself like a slut, not even nail polish. I was perfect. I fooled them all, to the point where I fooled myself. I was fictitious. I wore […]
-
Subscribe to My Blog
-
Recent Posts
- Poetry as Devotion, Prayer and Wholeness – The Poetry of Jennifer Grotz – And Quotes on Poetry by Rosemary Griebel and Juleta Seversen-Baker
- To Celebrate the Wonder-Filled Life of Thich Nhat Hanh (1926-2022) – A Poem of Jane Hirschfield and One of Mine
- I Turn Towards Words – A Tribute for Robert Jensen, American Artist, Dear Friend
-
Categories
-
Archives
-
Loading Quotes...