My Window

We all see the world through a different window. Some are bigger than others; they have different scenery, shapes, and designs. Sometimes it’s hard to see the world the way others do, but here’s some thoughts from my window of the world.

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  • An excerpt from my manuscript Lost and Found

    Blood doesn’t always = family “Ellis Ellis! Guess what?” Maya exclaimed, meeting Ellis halfway up the stairs.  “What is it?” “Mrs. Haley said that a family is coming to see a kid they matched with! What if it’s one of us and they want to adopt us?” “They won’t,” a despondent voice cut in from… Continue reading

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  • Poem for my Mom🤍

    You sacrificed your ideal body in order to give us life. You spend countless hours standing to fill our bellies with love.  You had a life before we arrived, and she still lives in your memory, but I don’t really know that girl.  5 little minions fill the house with noise, messes, joy, and laughter. … Continue reading

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