The Photograph (A Poem)

The picture was yellow and fading, the colors were no longer there it was worn from her fingers, how often it would sit in her pocket and then she'd pull it out tracing the faint expression of a love once lost some made snide remarks about how she cherished such a faded little photograph, with … Continue reading The Photograph (A Poem)

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When Writers Don’t Do the Characters I Love Write (Pun intended)

Friday night on the way to pick up my cousin, my aunt and I had a lovely conversation about Charmed. I enjoyed being able to geek out over Charmed - and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Again they were my childhood. With Buffy, more of my friends and family members know that show. Who doesn't? But with Charmed, … Continue reading When Writers Don’t Do the Characters I Love Write (Pun intended)