loss – Words that must be heard

Perfume

There was a cabinet in my grandmothers upstairs bathroom. The room itself was always clean and very feminine. The sink had fine ceramic containers, painted of course by her. She loved to paint, and she was very talented. Strangely, until this moment, I did not realize how much I associate her with that upstairs bathroomContinue reading “Perfume”

Red Letter

I know what they think of me. I have heard the words second hand dripping a venomous judgement that they have no right to. I know what I have done, and how my stature has grown weak and dingy, despite the suffering heaped upon me. I know how you see me. I hear you callContinue reading “Red Letter”