SAM Frida

In quiet moments, memories unfold,Of a father’s love, both warm and bold.Though time was fleeting, and words were few,In those brief moments, I felt your truth. With gentle hands, you’d tie my hair,Ponytails that danced in the morning air.Though they’d loosen and fall...

In light of the recent Supreme Court ruling on bump stocks, it's crucial to question why we, as a nation, continue to facilitate the ease of firing ammunition. This decision challenges our collective morals and priorities. How can we justify enabling the proliferation...

Boundaries, oh fragile lines we draw,A human act, not divine, not perfect,Not from pulpits nor couches of therapy,But from hearts, trembling or strong. Some sketch boundaries from shadows of fear,“If you say these words, you'll find no echo here,”They shun truths,...

In our interactions, words and actions wield a profound impact. For some, the act of apologizing becomes a critical means of redemption, a way to heal wounds they’ve inflicted. However, a mere apology is not enough. As the phrase goes, “I owe you nothing more.” This...

In the depths where shadows play,Where whispers of doubt once held sway,I journeyed inward, through storms and fire,To find my core, to rise, not tire. I stripped the layers, raw and bare,Faced each fracture, every tear,In the mirror of truth, I found my light,In the...

Every interaction is powerful. Every person we meet leaves an imprint on us. Some encounters bring out joy, making us feel as if we have known the person for years. Others can trigger us, plunging us into a dark place. And then there are those we become addicted to...

In the stillness of the night, I find my truth,That the most honest thing is letting tears run loose.To feel, to express, in sorrow or in cheer,For happiness is fleeting, a moment to hold dear. Behind these walls I've built, I often hide,It's safer here, in shadows,...