WITHINby Katherine WyattI am the sound of the wind rustling through feathersAs the eagle soars between mountain peaksI am the space between the last b..
Tall lanky black woman in a tank top and stretch pantsshe looks about my age. but somehow the years are older on heror she is younger than me, but it..
That Canadian Friend that flew down to enjoy the warm weatherwas met by the sweltering heat of this old city, sitting beneath sea levelwith its gravey..