Poem: Twisted Sister

Twisted Sister Sister somewhere in between, Real and Pretend Nightmare and Dream, Cinderella and the evil Queen roled up as One, both good and evil twin. One believes in Love, Other believes in Sin, It’s where the tragedy begins. Making dreams spark and vibrate true she builds candied cardboard gingerbread doll houses, recycles half-dressed dawn…

Memoir : Big White Van (part two)

Father hit my head and kicked me to the ground with ferocity. The shock of the blow surged through my brain like a lightning bolt. “Next time answer me when I ask you a question!” he shouted, then he kidnapped my cousin. They left in the early afternoon and returned in the evening. It was…