The Curse

– A Poem by Roxanne Harris   He treads each footstep into the white sand, footsteps that my feet will find. He lays my path bare. A path walked before is tried and tested. No danger where his feet have walked. As my feet search for his footprints they disappear into his mask. I can’t […]

– A Poem by Roxanne Harris   This curse of mine has no subtlety Lying dormant it brought civility This curse of mine, a creative mind Lines are blurred, boundaries are left to find What is it I seek, if only I knew To create, to love, to live, to brew? What then is a