kindness – What if…

by Ellen S.

CONTINUE: a poem

Happy New Year 2020 everyone via CONTINUE: a poem

by Ellen S.

I searched my history and memories like they were typed pages holding secrets, hidden between words.

by Ellen S.

Inside I know everything is working out. Not by magic and not by force, but by letting possibilities unfold.

by Ellen S.

Life as she had known it was now memories and the trip to the Midwest seemed something of a karmic sorting.

by Ellen S.

The GPS and I reconciled our differences, her British accent helped a lot with that.

by Ellen S.

It was so good to connect with another human and not keep a distance because of some stereotype that I can so easily project onto another.

by Ellen S.

eye holes in the back of my head, from Henry staring and saying, “It’s time, way past time to get out of this frikin’ car!”