Roses Are Red: I Don’t Know How to Rhyme

Guess what? It’s time to exhume the dark tidbits hiding within the shadows of your soul. You know what I’m talking about. The expression is festering inside your gut, but you ignore it. Not anymore. Sit back. Relax. Pick up a pen—let’s journey through the landscape of creativity and self expression. I’m dedicating my firstContinue reading “Roses Are Red: I Don’t Know How to Rhyme”