Where Nobody Walks Alone
Some charities start with meetings, with clipboards, plans and tea. This one started where hearts broke, where no heart should ever be. It started with Jamie missing, with questions left behind, with…
Imperfect Perfection
If you love my work, repost this poem, help me get this bastard heard. Not for ego, not for numbers, just one broken person per word. I never planned to be this…