A Different Kind of Writer

A Love For Tessa…                 Tessa had such a hard life.   She was thrown into the fire by force.   Everywhere she turned there was turmoil and strife.   It seemed nothing good ever came her way.   It seemed no one really loved her and she didn’t know why.   She was a thing instead of a person to be used by any and every one.   She was a sweet, mild-mannered soul and people just sought to take advantage of her.   Because she was illiterate, uneducated, and unschooled in the ways of the world, she was an open target.   Her mother abandoned her and she never knew her Father.   Her mother left her alone all the time with her step-father knowing what kind of monster he was.   When Tessa was forcefully impregnated by him her mother blamed her for enticing her step-father.   She was delusional and the crack cocaine that she ingested on a daily basis did...

What Is Hidden Alfred was seven years old when he realized the depth of his Mother’s Love.   Sandy was his best friend since the playground.   There was a moment that no child should have try to decipher at such a young age; but such was my life.   The end is near for her and she desperately wants to draw me in.   It was much too late for that.   There was no forgiveness left in my heart for her.   She had committed too many ultimate transgressions, but the last one; well, there was no coming back from that.   The touch of her hand made my skin crawl and I pulled back.   Hoping no one noticed, I excused myself.   The air had become stifling and I could no longer share space with her as she continued to draw breath.   A Time before me…. He was suckered in again; My Father.   I can’t even remember his face now, but I remember this moment.   “I saw you talking to that woman.   If you so much as look her way a...