Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
A corner of my world where I feel most at home
Coming home, returning to that comfort, grasping onto something that will make her feel some level of homeliness. Away for a time, in a foreign place, alone, mostly, far from loved ones. Recovering, recovering, she’s been so strong thus far, we're so proud of her, [...]
I arrange the setting outside, we have unicorn cake and fizzy grape juice, the drink I loved in childhood, my very own permitted wine. I smile at you as we seat ourselves, this sunlight is painfully glaring, but, I adore this quaint set up, it’s perfect for you and I. We sit and [...]
