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Waking Up in Watercolor

I open my eyes only to realize I am flat on my back on the floor of my Watercolor home in the exclusive 30A enclave of Florida’s gulf coast. I slowly reach up with my left hand and touch my left ear; it is bleeding. I am bleeding.

The Moth

A moth flew in to

Our home last night

Lured by the light

3 AM

Its 3 am and again you are not

Next to me

Finding a Voice where once there were only whispers

Shelf Life of a Trophy Wife
is comprised of a series of sessions. Sessions which reveal a new piece of the puzzle, an emotional insight into the life of a torn soul trying to survive—hoping to survive in spite of all the setbacks, abuse, and heartache. Proceed with caution and care.

If We Had Told...

There is a picture

of Jennifer and me,

When she was five

One

Shifting through sands

of emotion laughter leaves

me broken but not afraid

Waking Up in Watercolor

I open my eyes only to realize I am flat on my back on the floor of my Watercolor home in the exclusive 30A enclave of Florida’s gulf coast. I slowly reach up with my left hand and touch my left ear; it is bleeding. I am bleeding.

The Moth

A moth flew in to

Our home last night

Lured by the light

3 AM

3AM

Its 3 am and again you are not

Next to me

Finding a Voice where once there were only whispers

Shelf Life of a Trophy Wife
is comprised of a series of sessions. Sessions which reveal a new piece of the puzzle, an emotional insight into the life of a torn soul trying to survive—hoping to survive in spite of all the setbacks, abuse, and heartache. Proceed with caution and care.

If We Had Told...

There is a picture

of Jennifer and me,

When she was five

One

Shifting through sands

of emotion laughter leaves

me broken but not afraid

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