Read my full story by clicking the link below (3 min read). Hot Summer Days of Georgia Became a Curse to Me -TanyaG © 2017 All words & images by Tanya Graham unless otherwise noted.
Just as I was about to settle into my new freedom another thorn stabbed me deeply. I awoke abruptly from my spell.
As I walked each day to clear my head and shed the tears of regret, I begin to devise a way to say "I messed up. I am sorry. I am lost to my next step."
The apartment is gravely positioned down a stretch of road littered with trash on both sides. On any given night it would not be safe to walk alone. Weeds overgrown with a wilderness that mimics the very people that lived there. The apartment buildings exhibit an exhausted appearance of a woman once pretty but now... Continue Reading →
Standing up in the mist of the rubble has proven difficult for most. Many of us have taken up refuge in the middle of the rough edges and broken pieces of friendships, marriages, communities, dreams, and success. We have been trapped in what seems like the bottom of a building collapsed by the instability of... Continue Reading →
She is a beautiful vivid flower that requires blooming. She stands out in the box of closed minds. She withers in the presence of weeds that smother her roots and stunts her growth. The soil that is to nurture her is filled with foreign unfamiliar objects that her young roots do not understand. But she... Continue Reading →
Love is not enough to conquer the demons that lurk in the inner most dwelling of your bones. It has surpassed the soul & spirit. It does not move freely in your heart & mind. It has hardened & calcified in the bones. It is thick & unmovable. Days filled with laughter & smiles of... Continue Reading →