BROKEN HER

I see her The many hers Living life around me Growing up hard Bodies holding bruises Smiles forged by heartache Eyes that glisten like fire glass There’s always such a burning Slow and steady Working at their insides Making them stronger? Making them angrier? Will they become supervillains? Will they become heroes? People talk about…

DEAR KID (AT WHATEVER AGE)

*Put your armor on for this one. DEAR KID (AT WHATEVER AGE) Written by Tammi Velez Blogger at: Velezita I’m talking to you, the one with the difficult life. You, the kid, who can not understand why the other kids on the school bus are so happy about weekends, and summer break. Because I…