Dear Martha

I don’t think I ever met an angel in human form until I met you this week. Like the Bible said The Word is to us, you were a lamp to my feet. I just remember…you talking to me…and I remember, just crying. Dear Martha, wherever you are…wherever you go…thank you…for living. Thank you for […]



(Press Play) Wash. Just as the wash is loaded with all your other girls’ socks you thought I’d never see, you loaded…me. With a love that bloomed so intensely…and insecurities blossoming from deep within me. Perhaps an insecurity so deeply rooted from your lack of decency….from this dirty laundry…that doesn’t belong to me. Just as […]