Her World

her world became so small smaller than she wanted to admit to anyone not even herself prison life would be busier she thought and she quickly snapped herself out of that thought /brenda johima

The Journey by Mary Oliver

The Journey One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice– though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you had…