An open letter to my "Heart Children" Dear Ones, I've adopted you over the years as my special Heart Child. (or maybe y...

The Dowager Queen, so lonely in her old age made her wishes known: a friend, a companion, I must bring her, to share her last days. The she...

Covering the seed of my memories, she is buried at the bottom of my heart, where the blood has turned brown like dark rich humus; the bab...