Yes, I am haunted but I do not mind the ghosts and I’ve grown accustomed to their presence that fills the empty life often leaves, and no, I have no fear of most rather I find a strange kind of safety in their places of never ending mystery that lies in the lessons that…
The Haunted House
This poem and image will appear in the Spring/Summer 2016 issue of The Stray Branch along with a few of my other photos.
Keepers of the Misfit Gardens
Keepers of the Misfit Gardens We navigate the darkness with little more than the light of our dreams to guide us, more lost than found, more hopeful than knowing We stake our claims on forsaken ground planting wildly impatient and imperfect seeds, while loving and nurturing weeds; finding beauty in the most unbeautiful things 10/7/2015…
Sorrow Opens a Window
Hope left without leaving a note, just the ghosts of words it never spoke but only kept in silent truths tucked neatly away in the shadowy deep corners of a private pain and the quiet of its unheard tears that scream out now like the wind, begging to be let back in 10/6/2015 ©Debbie…
