I remember when you and I were a thing. I react to the thought of you…and feel the loss of you. I reign over my grief, my tears like diamonds falling out of my heart…
By JOANNA LIPARI11 months ago in Poets
“I’m done.” She got up, stormed to the guest bedroom and slammed the door. My daughter. My only child. And now so at odds with me. Painful.
By JOANNA LIPARIabout a year ago in Families
