Love it, Ed! Reading the title, I thought child-past, when sugar cubes were relative to past life and tea and coffee, guests and parlors, then, you got me trippin'...! Enjoyed the colors of this poem very much, smiling more and more as I read.
On February 20, 2003, pyrotechnics at a rock club in West Warwick, RI set off a devastating fire that roared through the crowded club, killing 100 people and injuring hundreds more. Gina Russo was one of the survivors, and she retells her harrowing e
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
Inside the Methadone Clinic. Addiction to heroin, methadone, and other opiates. Destruction. The primal addiction" of the child, power and control over your own life, the institutions and the characters, the love between a mother and son. This book i
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Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen