wallflower – Untold Tales by a Whimsical Wallflower

The Wallflower Returns…Briefly

Before a meeting last week, my coworkers asked me what was hidden behind the wood panel in the conference room. The real answer was boring (a whiteboard), so I told them it hid a portal to another world. What followed was an animated discussion about wardrobes. Yesterday, one of my coworkers brought up that conversation, replaying…

Less Than

Every now and then, I forget. I forget that I have a voice. I forget that my voice works. I forget that my voice is not insignificant, that it is not less than the voices of those around me. I forget that I’ve grown and that I’m not the same person I was ten years…

Poeming Again–“Table for One”

she’s sitting at a table for one alone in a crowded room watching the whirling couples go by as they dance in the light of the moon she’s weary of waiting, of watching in silence from the shadows on the outside looking in a snowglobe filled with people in love separated by invisible glass as…