May 8, 2016

In this story... I am Angela. Trigger Warning- This is the story of losing my step-father... and thoughts of losing my father before that. Written many years ago, edited in 2016, performed in my acting class a couple of times. 

Mom- “Angela!!!,… Mike!!!!!!! Angela!!!!!!...

June 19, 2012


In 4th grade I moved to a new private school where I got a new teacher and a new room
full of classmates. My teacher had an interesting system for discipline that I had never seen
before. Every student started with a green card. I...

September 29, 2006


I remember the creek behind grandma’s house

I remember exactly how it smelled

I loved going to grandma’s house as a kid

The meaning of grandma changes as time goes by

As the taste and age of wine changes

Some years are good and some are not my taste

I regret not writing...

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