by Faye Arcand | Jun 21, 2021 | Auntie Says...
there is nothing I can say or doto bring back lost babies and childreninto the ever-waiting arms of their parentsthough times passed wounds are fresh i want to embrace. soothe and ease the painbut their wound is long standing. runs deepwithin me there is guilt through...
by Faye Arcand | Jan 21, 2021 | Auntie Says..., Faye Arcand
Hello readers. Sometimes it’s funny how things happen. As I sat down to write this post it had nothing to do with what it turned out to be. It was like my pen was taken over and this fell out… So, I guess the only question to ask is… What Do You See...
by Faye Arcand | Sep 8, 2020 | Faye Arcand, My Twisted Writer Brain…
Last April, which seems like a million years ago now, I entered the annual two day poetry contest hosted by Contemporary Verse 2 The Canadian Journal of Poetry and Critical Writing. We were provided with ten word and 48 hours to put something brilliant and compelling...
by Faye Arcand | Aug 11, 2020 | Faye Arcand, My Twisted Writer Brain…, poetic injustice
Ignorant Negligence pin pulled match dropped mushroom innocuous slashes across the glass the flesh like teeth through ice cream life gone done incinerated pin held match not snuffed tumbles from a lofty vantage point goal achieved as fear begat all blinding...
