A poem: Freedom nurture me

I love the salty sea The crumbly sand between my toes Peeling off any sorrow that may be stuck. I love the sense of my bare feet breathing The sun nurturing my skin Being born anew. I love the freedom that comes along The independency to go with my inner flow Smiling in pure content. [...]

“The second time around” — is it supposed to be easier?

Heartbreaks are tough. Men and women all over the world supposedly know the cure for them. Most women go by the policy of letting your emotions run free, get your comfy panties on and cry over a romantic comedy on your couch, indulge in spoons over spoons of ice cream, movies say some say. Others know: "You [...]