by FCP | Dec 22, 2025 | Thoughts and Musings
I want justice, says the clenched fist Name the wrongs, balance the Ledger I want witnesses, says the sharp memory Keep the wound open, before it closes to History I want peace, says the surrendering hand Ignore the girth of the wronged, the Living are tired I want...
by FCP | Dec 8, 2025 | Thoughts and Musings
When did I stop reading you bedtime stories? When did the lullabies loosen their hold, and your dreams discover their own rhythm? When did I stop laying out your clothes for school, smoothing tomorrow with my hands? When did I stop being the mother of a small boy who...
