holding

  • A Liar too.

    There seems to come a time in each relationship where the titles and names do not matter, where instead lies the meat of the relationship, the giving and the taking, the feelings we feel in the wake of their actions,… Continue reading

  • Held On So Tightly…

    I awoke at 4:00 am, with my right hand tightly clenched, my arm sore.   A dream flooded my awareness.   I was at a beach, and saw a young girl pour gasoline into the front seat of my car,… Continue reading