Amazon Rising: Nikki Dreams
Finding Her Way
Well here I sit. I was literally sitting on the curb for a bit while writing today. Now I’m sitting on the stoop in front of my flat. The sun is shining and there is a nice breeze making today...
Walking always walking A girl always has to know her surroundings No stranger to fashionable pain and craggy pavement The smell of urine soaked sleeping bags fill doorway corners Lifeless bodies filling the tattered fabric A streetcar shutters the sidewalk...
I am wondering. Did Cinderella actually dance in those glass slippers? Or is the glass slipper really a metaphor for the endless possibilities in life if you just believe it in your heart? I have been living this fairytale of sorts for...