Each month, write a new collection.
Bliss for OthersTo ‘E’ I’d give knowledge that you can always find in the closet, a box of Christmas lights. And that you will find the end of that tangled string, and the switch will be ready to flip, to sparkle luminous in the dead of night.To ‘J’ I’d give a hut in the woods, where you’ll find safety and solitude, where big eyed deer will let you watch them, as they prance through the wood. Where crickets will sing you poetry. A place you where you will find respite, from the daily work.