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, [...]
When I was younger, I used to worry about the most inane of things. Why didn't I have enough Facebook friends, why didn't that boy call me back? Was there something wrong with me? Was I too overwhelming with my contact? Then, how many calories in a thin slice of Cracker Barrel cheese? Because if [...]
The sun beams down upon me: he is happy with me today. Sometimes he is disappointed, other times he may be sorely dismayed. But I can tell from his loving warmth which spreads upon my complexion that today he is pleased with me, and the steps I am undertaking in my life to cause [...]
