Numbered Days
Late last year, I learned that my father is dying from cancer, which has spread throughout his body. The end can come any day now; it is tough to process. […]
Buried Alive
As a kid, my father was an imposing figure couple that with his hot-headedness, and he instilled overwhelming fear. My parents divorced each other years ago; some of my siblings […]
Two Words
Gentle rain Falling softly To the ground; Nature’s tears Washing its wounds. Father Time Writes his last words; Recounting his mistakes Repeated From his predecessor. Looking at Mother Nature, Sorrow […]
