Our Sons

Our sons are the old men that they will one day become.   As I looked into his eyes, I could not help but wonder his past and future. I was so caught up with his story and what will become of him that I could not appreciate his presence. His wounds appeared deeper than any... Continue Reading →

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LOST

My heart racing Thumping Vibrating my eardrum Will I make it through?  Sweating  Remembering  Why? What happened? What caused it? Should I inhale? Leave?! Deep breathes Calming thoughts Outweighed Breathing slows  Thoughts increase Fight, fight, fight Fight thoughts. Fight him. Fight it.  Lying down but body still erect Emotions skip To another body until it’s over  -TanyaG... Continue Reading →

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