Ghostly goodbye

I whispered to the wind because there’s nothing left.No words I could sayto bring your soul back around. I mumbled goodbyeand pretended you said it backbecause that’s easier than the truthof hearing silence. Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

Writers are magical

Even in a room full of editors, I was an incognito writer. It's easy to tell a writer from anything else. We think a bit...differently. Our minds stretch in directions that no one else can see. We see the way the world works, turn it a bit, and then write that down. We see a … Continue reading Writers are magical