The apartment is gravely positioned down a stretch of road littered with trash on both sides. On any given night it would not be safe to walk alone. Weeds have overgrown with a wilderness that mimics the very people that lived there. The apartment buildings exhibit an exhausted appearance of a woman once pretty but... Continue Reading →
If the church doors could talk…
Creative writing about real issues of life. She is pacing back and forth outside of the historical church doors. It is a cold brisk night with few people moving around. The weather has kept most people inside. The church is empty as the time for churchgoers has long passed. Now standing facing the church doors the... Continue Reading →
Our Daughters
She is a beautiful vivid flower that requires blooming. She stands out in the box of closed minds. She withers in the presence of weeds that smother her roots and stunts her growth. The soil that is to nurture her is filled with foreign unfamiliar objects that her young roots do not understand. But she... Continue Reading →
Hot Georgia Sun
Read my full story by clicking the link below (3 min read). Hot Summer Days of Georgia Became a Curse to Me -TanyaG © 2017 All words & images by Tanya Graham unless otherwise noted.
Hell of a Maze – My Plan Not My Purpose (part 5)
my body is so weak, fragile and broken that I did not have the strength to go through the door
My Plan Not My Purpose (4)…2 min. read
Just as I was about to settle into my new freedom another thorn stabbed me deeply. I awoke abruptly from my spell.
My Plan Not My Purpose (3)…2 min. read
As I walked each day to clear my head and shed the tears of regret, I begin to devise a way to say "I messed up. I am sorry. I am lost to my next step."
My Plan Not My Purpose (2)…2 min. read
My plan, not my purpose had me embarrassed and angry at the position I had placed myself in.
Mist of the Rubble
Standing up in the mist of the rubble has proven difficult for most. Many of us have taken up refuge in the middle of the rough edges and broken pieces of friendships, marriages, communities, dreams, and success. We have been trapped in what seems like the bottom of a building collapsed by the instability of... Continue Reading →