Each surge of guilt stripped another layer of her heart leaving it raw. Like salty ocean currents on open wounds condemnation, steeped to her very core.
All over the island stands our national tree the lignum-vitae, known as ironwood for its strength; emblematic of the tenacity of a people. This time of year, it is a sheer delight to witness the site of lignum-vitae trees almost enshrouded in yellow Sulphur butterflies in their frenzied mating ritual. One afternoon as I savored […]
Broken Ripped to shreds! Pursuit of virtue lies wasted, A dream as good as dead She who I desire to be is not the one I see through tear filled eyes reviewing my history The war of worlds inside me so real I lay exhausted, counting new battle scars before old ones heal Sick […]