Hazy clouds drift, part,
Lemon ink breaks through their waves,
Echoes of the day
Poem: Blurred Sunset
Navigating my writing adventures through teaching, motherhood, and cancer survivorship.
Navigating my writing adventures through teaching, motherhood, and cancer survivorship.
Hazy clouds drift, part,
Lemon ink breaks through their waves,
Echoes of the day
Words and Coffee Writing 