An excerpt from “An Ode to the ‘Good Girl’” available in paperback or kindle (e-book)

I never felt ordinary or common

Just very small sometimes in this big ole world

I see things differently

And that stresses me

I dream of the moon and an alternative to existing

I’d wake up on top of the moon after three days of being alone

An ultimate existence

What if everything THEY say is true

What if THEY are just lying?

What if it’s all a lie?

The idea of our purpose in life can vary depending on who you’re talking to

I might give it straight depending on who’s asking

Is there a difference between your reality and mine?

Is your light shining bright?