Tiny Pieces

She was a daughter of the Caribbean, a newborn star; she was the image of paradise before the fall.  We met in the hallowed season, death haunted our days.  Her mind vexed by the turmoil; her spirit reaching for closure within the downpour of tears.  She touched me in ways unimaginable; this beautiful soul wishing I could see past her youth.  A grown woman wanting … Continue reading Tiny Pieces