Mustang

Mustang
Tethered to madness she will not drink. Provoked, prodded and ridiculed she will not eat. Emotional blinders tightly strapped darken her path. Precarious steps she is lead away. The bit firmly in place, splits her lips. Reigns taunt, her neck strained. She must always look to the past. foam gathers saliva drips tongue swollen eyes ...

White Picket Fence

White Picket Fence
Originally published on Feminine Collective Material possessions are worth nothing. It is love and family that counts for everything. Before the after, I tried to have it all. Long days added up to years of lonely rambling, came to a stop when I found my first true love. He was it. He was special. He ...