Poetry: ..Leech Free..

By Monica C. Voskamp   Leeches. All them leeching me. They kept draining, kept taking Kept telling me what I could or could not be.   Leeches. They drained the lifeblood from my soul. Day after day, year after year Till all that was left was Nothing resembling beautiful.   Leeches. They were everywhere I [...]

Love Series Day#7: Honor Redefined.

By Monica C. Voskamp                                                                                                                                                                    I'm looking at something a little beyond me: honor.  I have mixed feelings: I'm confused and conflicted. I'm like this princess. I'm confused even though I'm dressed in beautiful colors and crowned with gold. I should feel honored, but inside I churn with confusion.                                                                                                                                                                    I'm confused because what I've [...]