08 Tuesday Nov 2016
Posted in Authors of the Week
Tags
Adolescence, Arcata, Author, Break-up, Coast, Humboldt County, Love, Northern California, Poetry, Published, Relationships, Writer, Youth
Untrusting
9/28/16
push away the boy who cares
it’s what you’re best at.
paranoid thinking
that he’s not gonna stay.
when he really cares
a lot about you.
but you just can’t see
through the bad past with others.
so you decide
you’ll hurt him first.
-jcw
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
27 Wednesday Jul 2016
Posted in The Lost Diary of Jane Doe
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Authors, cry, Eastern California, fall, Heart, Love, Magazine, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Published, Sisters, sunset, tears, Travel, Vacation, Writers
My Tears Fall…
When you trip,
my tears fall.
When you hurt,
my tears fall.
When you cry,
my tears fall.
When you scream out for help,
my tears fall.
When you want to end it all,
my tears fall.
When you don’t understand,
my tears fall.
When you reach out to me,
I shed no more tears and hold you close to my heart.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
05 Tuesday Jul 2016
Posted in Authors of the Week
Tags
Author, childhood, games, Life, Love, paper, Photography, Poems, Poetry, poets, Published, rock, scissors, shoot, teenager
“childhood games”
6/1/16
rock, paper, scissors, shoot!
rock:
weigh your life down
a sad dark stone, crushing
paper:
to drain your thoughts on
making you empty
scissors:
sharp, dangerous
cut your life non-existent
shoot:
the bullet goes through my heart
what I say when I wake up alive
-jcw “childhood games”
Photograph By: Ask Ms Mandi
20 Wednesday Apr 2016
Posted in Excerpt from Manuscript - SNOW
Tags
Abuse, Agents, Author, Books, Cocaine, Drugs, Editor, Faith, Fiction, Hope, Journey, Love, Novel, Painting, Poetry, snow, Tree
SNOW
Slowly day by day your fairy tale turns into a nightmare. And what is left of you is an empty, shallow shell…a non-existent person that he couldn’t love and no one will love again.
Like I said…I could be married like my girlfriends, but I made the choice to leave…I made the choice to fight…I made the choice to survive and to live again.
That’s the problem, you see, and the hardest part…the part that I could have it all back again; the horror, the fights, and the abuse, but I just couldn’t live like that and I want to live.
Written By: Ask Ms Mandi
Oil Painting By: JCW
Copyright April 2016
Ask Ms Mandi 
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