*This is a poem I wrote after delivering my only child to college for the first time, making us empty-nesters.* The sun has absconded with my heart. I am betrayed. Prepping the introvert for a world of adulting created an unintentional bandit, who stole my wind. Watching her confidently walk away, alone, salty rain shrivelsContinue reading “Betrayed”
Dawn Marie Paul Art 