Finding My Voice: My Parents

Okay, I have two more stories about me being in high school and we’re done with that part of the series. But first I like to take the time to apologize to my readers for not posting anything in the past week and a half. I’ve decided to take a break from writing but quickly... Continue Reading →

To My Unborn Daughter

I see you every day because you come to visit me in my dreams. You ask me “What’s the holdup?” But I tell you that I’m trying. The times that we live in. Being nice isn’t in style. But since I’m such a nice guy, nobody wants your father. Because being nice really isn’t that... Continue Reading →

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