Another Friend's Grave by Anna Stuart Experience matters little. Having traveled here before does nothing to ease the sorrow. Losing love loses nothing in numbers. The heart's comfort is only the knowing you have company in where you are going.... Continue Reading →
Tonight’ s Argument by Anna Stuart It is a brazen word you carve into the air tonight. Your vocabulary abruptly shatters all my arguments. I lose my strong hold of stubborn justifications. “I love you no matter what.” flies across... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 