Mom, USAF veteran, Lupus survivor, and aspiring writer. Take a stroll inside my mind.
Once, so dreary, this reality of mine with fluorescents, not starlight, above my head i’d count the hours till it would end-
By Cassandra Warren10 days ago in Poets
Don’t ask me why. I don’t even know. You made it clear where you stood at the first hello. Yet here we are, in this room
By Cassandra Warren11 days ago in Poets
Scattered masses In body In mind. Hours crawling in languid design. We are, but aren’t in mind of one.
Every chance she had with us, no matter what we say Clinging to her truth, she did, to throw her shot away. Laying down a falsehood, to, alienate and confuse
By Cassandra Warren13 days ago in Poets
I never wanted to be a mother. I wanted a penthouse piercing the starlit sky. Overlooking a city crawling with people
By Cassandra Warren10 months ago in Poets
I wake at the bottom. I’m drowning, though I rise. I’m clawing to the surface, though I don’t want to survive. It’s not because the surface keeps moving far away
By Cassandra Warrenabout a year ago in Poets
You kept me up last night. It wasn’t the homework Or how much I missed you, Or how much I wished You could hold our baby.
By Cassandra Warren2 years ago in Poets
Where, I wonder, is the sign where we have truly won? When fathers, true, provide for you without the deadbeat pun? Where the roles are switched for truth