BlogHide Resteemsvicnic (43)in poetry • 6 years agoWith Love from Mother to Son <3I finally found this poem I wrote years ago to my young son; he couldn't have been more than 3 years old at the time of my writing it. He's now almost a man (well, he's turning 18 soon ;) and I…vicnic (43)in poetry • 7 years agoLost & FoundIn Maastricht I found myself last spring, walking the streets of Maastricht past crumbling city walls and churches-turned-nightclubs, on cobblestone, menacing crags to my thin boot heels not…vicnic (43)in poetry • 7 years agoPopulation Control, a poemPopulation Control North on Hwy 101 past the bustle of L.A., and Buellton’s famous pea soup, the small sign reads “Morro Bay, Population 10,000.” My past tugs and pulls me here. I drive to…resteemedsnipe (55)in hurricane • 7 years agoHow iOS Helped Me Navigate My Mother to Safety During Hurricane IrmaUnless you've been living under a rock, you've heard about the gigantic hurricane that battered the Caribbean islands and Florida, and continues to travel up the east coast, affecting as far north…vicnic (43)in poetry • 7 years agoLove is a Gamble - poetryphoto credit: Tuesday Morning On Tuesday morning I wait for his call and wait for the game to begin again with his tender voice, his velvety charm, fattening the pot, raising the stakes. I…resteemedsnipe (55)in fiction • 7 years agoDust in the Wind (sci-fi story)A stranger emailed me last year, asking if I was the same person who wrote a story called Dust in the Wind. This was completely bewildering to me, as I had written it for my 8th grade school paper…vicnic (43)in poetry • 7 years agoWaking DreamIn my early morning’s waking dream, I found myself with my husband and son, driving together along a formless mountain pass of leaves and rocks, too close to the high cliffs’ uncertain edge.…
