Broken Crystal I looked in the mirror and what did I see?A pale, gaunt stranger looking at me.I’m falling apartwith a heavy heart.Veils and visions, where do I begin?Whispering why me to the wind.Rage boils within my veins,Everything blurs into tears and bloodstains… There was broken crystal on the bathroom floor,Broken crystal and nothing more.Continue reading “Broken Crystal”
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Punk Mouser – A Tommy Blog
Punk Mouser “EEEEEK!!!!! Omigod, omigod, OMIGOD!!!” My dreams are rudely interrupted as Mom bounds into the laundry room, slamming the door behind her. “There’s a freakin’ mouse in the garage again!” “Pffft…..I coulda told you that!” Jordan rolls her eyes from her perch on the couch. Upon hearing the commotion, Dad bounds down the stairsContinue reading “Punk Mouser – A Tommy Blog”
Colleen Keller Breuning 