This experience is shared. Your writing here reaches my writer soul. I had a couple of heartbreaking readings of mine in school which made me question if I was a writer. The no applause, the snickering, the blank faces. But, the teacher who accused you, she should suffer 20 lashings with a wet noodle. That was abusive. Every time I was hurt I wrote more. So snub them all.

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.