You sit like any wise woman, sister in your kitchen.

Forget the walnut wood table, platter of cookies 
against a corner wall like some kind of altar
where all truth is dispensed.

— Jacqueline Johnson from poem Oracle

• I Am Not The Whiskey You Want
• Life Is Too Short To Wake Up With Regrets
• Make Love Your Lodestar
• There Is An Ocean Of Silence Between Us… And I Am Drowning In It
• A Week Is More Than Enough Time For Us To Decide Whether Or Not To Accept Our Destiny