Hannah’s first morning sickness
Phindela's Muses Tomorrow, as the sun rises, count your Peninahs and laugh at them for their pain will not hurt anymore as you now know where to take your burdens.
spirituality
my monologues (1)
To start with, dear God thank you for allowing me to win my first race. My biology teacher says there were a million of us battling and expending energy in…
Let this cup pass my father
What cups face you today? What sweat runs down your face today? What pain wears you down today? Whatever it is, do not drop the cup or spill the contents,…