“What do stars think about?” the young girl whispered to her friend. She wasn’t sure if he was just a friend or maybe a lover? She was at that age where feeling was more complicated than she thought it should be ~ it used to be simple. But I guess that is what her fatherContinue reading “What Do Stars Think About?”
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Prescription of a Writer
I am a Writer. I will always have ink on my; Hands Heart Mind and Soul. “Gib pn! Gib pn!” I squealed. My mother stopped furiously writing in her notebook and stared at me. “You want the pen?” she queried, waggling it back and forth between her thumb and index finger. I responded by stretchingContinue reading “Prescription of a Writer”
Shyanne Sarris 