MarLene W🌹 The lady-cord that helped me get my song back in tune, always an opportune, a friend, but not with queries or a diarised end. Another almost, yet like a mother, an advocate, but quite like the devil’s other. Just some body— but not just like anyone who ever had my back, I felt...

(A Mirror, A Lesson, and A Balm) In the house where Love resides, a quiet hum, A foundation strong, from which all graces come. Here, everything swells—not just joy, but the growing pain, The lesson that life is not a prize to attain. Life is a bite we must recreate, A recipe we learn that...