This is a fictional piece which captures the persona of a woman whose life and spirit I admire and value so much.     Multi-faceted, passionately aloof woman, lover of foreign accents (or bad copies

Dear Women on the Verge Community, For those of you I have had the honor to come to know, you are aware that the bulk of my work is dedicated to teen relationship awareness with an emphasis on prevent

  Before I saw your face or touched your fur I heard your cries for help, longing for love So loud your anguish I knew where to go So deep your despair you didn’t know me   For a home of your own, al

When the stress got too much And the burden too great A dream I created To help me through life The black hole was too deep To my soul it did go For myself I had lost Clinging tightly to lif

I saw you while you watched your love But a moment it was, a glance I seized like a common thief, snapping a photo without permission. As soon as I did, guilt left me stricken. You’re an opportunist,

Kindness is in your eyes The touch of your hands Sweet breath of life given Heartfelt hope is shown A smile and a laugh Shared merriment too Nice are the words you speak Gentle is your touc

Loving ones country isn’t about which political party, religion, race, or gender you are or belong to. It isn’t about whether you were able to serve in the military or not. It isn’t about whether yo

I care not what your race is for we all come from the same foundation. I care not what religion you practice, for all paths lead to the same source. http://www.martamoranbishop.com/3/post/2012/1

Dear body of mine, Haven't you and I struggled? We became enemies. I know it's not your fault, you just grew, did what you were supposed to do. But boy, did I hate those looks, the old perverts who w

What a day it's been. What a week, a month, it never stops. Today I did something I never expected to do. I've been strutting my stuff. Ahem. I won't say much more. If you follow a certain S.E. Lauran