Mist

Mist Cuts the sky in two Separating heaven From earth. It’s soft gauze spreads, Covering over my wound. I need to hear the forest whisper now, So I can moan and cry. After a frigid morning, The sun manages to come out Surprising me. My mood brightens. Pets jump up to find me on my …

Can a Poem Save Your Life? A Poem by Aaminah Shakur

Can a poem save your life change the world make a difference bring world peace stop a war feed the hungry house the homeless Can a poem start a fire ignite a revolution open a door build a school or hospital make someone believe do more than wish take an action Can a poem save …

“Mom, voices keep telling me to kill myself.” Schizophrenia the truth about Mental Health and the innocents left behind

By Shiloe ShoeMaker & familyEdited By Shawna Ayoub Ainslie #SurviveYourStory “Unbreakable Bond” “Mom, voices keep telling me to kill myself…” the first words that hit me in the gut and screamed that something was seriously wrong. I always knew as she was growing up things weren’t always ‘right’. Unusual fits, endless crying, maintaining below average …

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OTV Relaunch Blog Party We can hardly believe this day has finally arrived!! If you are a regular reader or contributor, you know that Heidi & I have been stupid busy moving to Self-Hosting which wasn’t as easy as we expected and I can’t thank Heidi enough for the work she put in getting everything …

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Author C. Streetlights There’s a good chance C. Streetlights became part of the mafia in New York City after sympathizing with her waitress at TGIFridays and her waitress gave her a large takeout bag filled with sandwiches and desserts. “The family” took care of the bill, she told C., throwing her arms around her, kissing …

Sometimes There Are No Answers

"Sometimes There Are No Words" by C. Streetlights @CStreetlights via @OTVMagazine #Answers

Answers. I deserved answers to all the many questions I had tormenting my life during that time. I wanted to know why years of loyalty meant nothing to a school district that I had invested my career in. I wanted to know how a community I had loved and built a life in could suddenly …

Do We Even Need To Be Present In Our Own Lives Anymore?

City councilors in my hometown of Niagara Falls (our unofficial tagline is, “Yeah, it’s a bunch of water falling on rocks , but it’s cheaper than Vegas, ya cheap bastards!”) are discussing whether or not they should be allowed to take part in council and committee meetings via video or audio links in light of changes …

Tell Me When You’re Ready: The Narrative of Threat after Philadelphia Starbucks arrests

Before I continue with my story, note that this conversation between mother and son in Minnesota happened on April 12, 2018, just hours after two black men were arrested in a Philadelphia Starbucks. But I didn’t know that then. What I knew as I waited to turn left into my mostly white neighborhood (84% as of the last census), was my son had imbibed a narrative about people with dark skin, a threat narrative. I also knew I had no idea what to say to counteract this heady drug of fear. Seeds of worry grew within me. Where had he learned this? Was it TV? Was it something I’d said or done? Or something he’d learned at school?

Facebook Social Media Addicts: Share If You Agree, Ignore If You Agree

Hello my name is Meghan, I’m a recovering Facebook addict.(Hello, Meghan! you say). But I wasn’t always this way! My journey through Facebook Recovery is as long as… as a rant about the DNC posted by someone you haven’t spoken to since college. Let me start at the beginning. Back when Facebook required an “.edu” …

Special Guest Author Jaqueline Cioffa : Feminist, Poet and Activist

  Jacqueline Cioffa. Feminist. Mental Health Advocate. Poet. Activist. Dog Lover. Model. Celebrity Makeup Artist. Stone Crab Enthusiast. Author of the poignant soul-stirring saga, “The Vast Landscape” and “Georgia Pine,” Jacqueline’s work also has been widely featured in numerous literary magazines and anthologies. She’s a storyteller, observer, truth teller, essayist, potty mouth, beauty enthusiast and …

Raymond Baxter The Relationship Blogger On OTVMagazine

Raymond Baxter. You are probably wondering why you know that name. This is why: He’s everywhere. Seriously, this man is a wizard, which is why we asked him please pretty please to make himself our wizard. “OTV Wizard?” he said. “Jolly good.” And you know what, he’s not even British. He only said it like …

Daria Mansfield OTVMagazine’s Poet In Residence

Born on the plains of Manitoba to Ukrainian immigrants, Daria is a dreamer.  She longed to stretch her wings to far away places.  Her English Lit degree tucked away, she reached for England, Canada’s mother country.  Her former inclinations towards acting soon evaporated as she tapped into her inner world, finding it deep and rich …

With This Vow My Telltale Heartbreaking

you loved me I thought I stood by you all those times touch sky I could I thought How cliche?! love I was blinded touch my hand you don’t not sober you made that vow looking back I meant a vow to stay with you I made a vow we were unstoppable I once thought …

The Importance of Love, Simon that Time Ignored

As I sat in the theater opening weekend with one of my best friends and watched Love, Simon, I was surprised by how hard the simple film hit me. I’ve seen way too many LGBT themed films with miserable endings to expect anything than the unhappy endings movies tend to give to non-straight couplings so …

The Political Waste Land of Today

But for too many of our citizens… Mothers and children trapped in poverty in our inner cities, rusted out factories scattered like tombstones across the landscape of our nation…” Except he is the one leading those who lay waste the land. He violates the laws that would protect us, our air and water, and sells off our common lands to oil, gas, and other corporations to be stripped and mined. When the water meant for all is stolen, sold off to private corporations, the soul is desiccated, and becomes like soil without water. What could possibly grow from this “stony rubbish”?

Girls Who Write Code

By Dori Owen “Many times, when children enter school they shun mathematics and science during the years when they should be learning the basics.” ―Margot Lee Shetterly, Hidden Figures: The American Dream and the Untold Story of the Black Women Mathematicians Who Helped Win the Space Race The first time I noticed that there was …

The Trumpan Women (A Tragedy with Haiku)

By James W. Gaynor The Trumpan™ Women [A Tragedy with Haiku] Chorus: Like smoke blown to heaven on the wings of the wind, our country, our conquered country, perishes. Its palaces are overrun by the fierce flames and the murderous spear. Euripides  The Trojan Women Orange has almost no perfect rhymes. The only word in the …

Losing my Identity – By Charlotte Farhan

Within our built up identities there are many aspects: beliefs, attitudes, your history, behaviour, personality, temperament, knowledge, opinions and roles within personal relationships and within society. Your self-definition is the broad concept of what makes you, you.”

Would You Vote For The Governor from The Walking Dead?

*Spoilers* The Walking Dead is having a good second half of the season. And I mean gooood… I officially have forgiven the first half for being kind of lame and I’m relishing the hook-ups (Richonne! Carol and what’s-his-face!) and the emergence of a new and seemingly powerful foe; the so-called “Saviors” who are obviously anything …

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Summertime Is Coming! Find Out What’s Cooking @OTVMagazine Dear Readers and authors, As you know we recently made the transition from WordPress Business to Self-Hosting using BlueHost. We have had some issues with content movement along with corrupted images that simply didn’t move! Thankfully, Heidi Williams, who is master of all things and my closest …

Fingers and Bones: A Poem

Fingers And Bones: A Poem About Life Lessons By Special Guest Jacqueline Cioffa Time does not care about how many minutes or seconds you’ve wasted daydreaming or sleeping or eating ice cream. Daydream often, play often and laugh as often as you can. Because time does not wait for you to catch up with the …

The Truth About Angels: A celebration of love, sisterhood and family 

#ArchiveDay I don’t believe in angels, yet I have many. I have only one course of action: my own bravery, strength, survival, and happiness.
I will save myself, love myself, appreciate myself, understand myself, and protect myself so that she may one day not have to worry if I will be okay. I’m okay, She saved me once and the rest is up to me.

Vacations Are For Epiphanies: An Essay

“I have come to see travel as a sort of bookmark between the pages of everyday. It is a permission slip to put down the mundane and return to life with sun-kissed skin, a shot glass and a T-shirt, and maybe a new perspective.”

“I Feel Bad for the Charging Bull!” Wall Street’s “Fearless Girl”-By Jillian Green DiGiacomo

“These days it’s all about the Fearless Girl, that adorable little figure secretly installed in lower Manhattan by an investment firm to celebrate (and advertise) its “Gender Diversity Index” fund. The 250-pound bronze statue by artist Kristen Visbal, stands head held high, shoulders squared, hands on hips, in the direct path, and in brazen defiance of the most famous beast on Wall Street, the Charging Bull. The four-foot-tall effigy has certainly made her presence known.”

Writing What Matters : Trump, Equality, Gun Control and Activism

Editor’s Corner: Writing That Matters By Shareen Mansfield Dear Readers, If we were having coffee, I’d tell you it’s been a hot minute since I last wrote anything that really felt like it mattered. . To be truthful, writing isn’t something that I can do on a schedule or with a prompt. I want to …

You Need to Fly :A Poem by Shareen Mansfield

Open your wings
expand
into a cloud
flow
 glide
clouds are cotton
candy unicorns run wild
mermaids fall from the sky
tiny magical lifeforms
 raindrops
that grow into the coral reef
they are
artist caretakers
making the reef a sacred place
beautiful
blue
 Azul
 topaz
Gold flickers.
Pearls shimmer

Photo Album

by Aaminah Shakur Somewhere there is a photo Of my mother and father I’m told I look just exactly like her Only she was darker My mother who was Indigenous and Black On her father’s side Indigenous and Scots-Irish On her mother’s side My brother said our aunt showed it to him It is her …

A Rant for the Everyday Douchebags and Tinder Trolls

Mother Dick, you are a douche. Start using yourself like the tool you are. Start by draping yourself with bath blankets and water proof pads. I hear Egyptian cotton is amazing, make sure you grab those. Next insert your middle finger into your ear. Shove it into your brain. I would suggest anesthesia but, being a Mother Dick, you can’t feel things anyway. Take a deep breath, slow and deep, while gradually inserting that middle finger. Penetrate. Loosen the hardened fecal mass you call a brain. Get that excrement out. And don’t forget the importance of hand hygiene. You can rest at intervals; Egyptian cotton sheets are ready.

Another Rant To Internet Trolls in the Era of Trump

Image obtained from Someecards.com It’s been one of those summers. You know the kind. The temperature rises, then the MotherDick Insurgency begins. At first I thought, no, don’t do it. Another MotherDickrant isn’t going to help anybody. Except, well me. So why the hell not!? Image obtained from Someecards.com First, to the MotherDick who blurted out …

Rest in peace, rise in impatiens: Life lessons from my deceased and beloved grandmother

Two and a half years ago, I made a permanent move back to my hometown. It took me all of one day to realize that my deceased grandmother, my Mimi, my most favorite relative, was absolutely everywhere. My parents’ home was formerly my grandparents’ home. When my grandfather died, I was 16 years old. For …

Nature or Nurture: Do Kids and Culture Clash?

“If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.”  ~Albert Einstein By Kara Post-Kennedy In our modern society, I think it is a very rare and unique sort of parent who dreams their child will grow up one day …

Commons, What Isn’t Seen

Commons Bumping under clouds. Co-pilot trainee alternates between tracing paths on a rudimentary flight map and pointing ahead past the gimmick of the spinning wing. We begin our descent into light and Boston unfurls below: and there is Logan, and there Fenway. Rows and blocks of old sepia downtown surrounded brownstones strain against the new …

Why I created greeting cards to celebrate gender transitions

By Jade Sylvan Coming-of-age, graduation, marriage, new babies, new jobs, new homes – you can go into a drug store right now and find a panoply of greeting cards to congratulate someone you care about on any of these major life transitions. I went through a phase of dismissing greeting cards as mass-produced schmaltz or …

Identity After Infidelity

INFIDELITY (n) – “The action or state of being unfaithful to a spouse or other sexual partner.” synonyms: unfaithfulness, adultery, disloyalty, deceit, falseness, affair, cheating. Infidelity….it’s real and is sadly the reality of a lot of men and women. I never thought that I would experience it, but I thought then that IF I did, I …

An ode to hode… Or , The finest of them all

A gentle giant Who was 90% heart. Hodor held the door Set aside his fear Giving his life for his friends. Hodor held the door Duo-syllabic Benevolent altruist Hodor held the door Find more from Al Lane here. Picture courtesy of: http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/tv/news/game-of-thrones-season-6-director-jack-bender-reveals-hodors-death-scene-was-originally-a-lot-more-a7060046.html

The Spike: Cause & Effect

By L R Fletcher Toni holds his breath to avoid inhaling the bus’s fetid fumes as he bounces aboard, the promise of the special weekend ahead putting an extra spring in his step, and pauses for the eagle-eyed driver to inspect his pass. The hook-nosed pilot is the only one on this route to have …

Everybody Street

Everybody street Everybody is street Every body is a street body It’s a documentary About street photography In New York City A dozen, maybe 15, photographers Talking about what they do They are all white But they street? Jamel Shabazz is there Only Black man He street For real But everybody street? Nah A dozen …

Sin Twister and Amnesia

Sin Twister I hear it spewed from loud mouths spit-slicked with the hate I was born with, “I’d see him dead before I saw him a faggot.” I see clenched fists raised high, scarred from years of cuffs And I will eat your young! (but now, “Jesus!”) After fists come down to pummel his wife …

How a Cello Healed My Heart

By Shawna Ayoub Ainslie   I met my childhood best friend on an Autumn day under falling leaves. Her mother was on their patch of lawn calling her name into the apartment complex parking lot. Her name was my name. This was cause for concern. My older sister sprang into action, confronting the girl’s mother. …

The Power of Thinking Positive 

By Thomas Ives There has been an increase in the sadness and gloom in the world recently. Some has to do with the election; some has to do with tragedy or even our personal daily struggles. This blog post is all about the positive that I have seen, read or taken part in recently. I …

Reimagining Self-Care as Activism in the New World Order

By Stacia M. Fleegal I’m going to attempt to coin a phrase here: active self-care. If you’re like me, you are deeply unsettled, if not outright horrified and afraid, about America’s political climate. If you’re like me, you want to help; but in the face of such relentless and pervasive ignorance, have wondered, how can …

Lend An Ear

By Jacqueline Cioffa Those who live on in our minds, those ones we can hear eyes closed, are the familiar bonds that can never be broken or diffused. I’m a mutt, Black Irish, German with a pinch of Italian thrown in. I know this because I have always been curious about where I came from, …

only a woman

by Sumayyah Talibah we are hidden figures regulated to the shadows pulling the strings from behind the scenes until they need us to be seen draped across arm and chaise lounge and silver screen our collective beauty seems to be the sum of our worth only a woman indeed we’ve cured disease and sent ships …

In Kellyanne’s Kitchen

By James W. Gaynor Hello, Human Inhabitants of Planet Earth! I’m Kellyanne’s microwave, contacting you via your laptop (the device with acamera function you actually know about).Ms. Conway’s other kitchen applianceshave appointed me their spokesmachine — although the toaster oven, after consultation with Justice Kagan’s MixMaster,would like to make it clear that neither its broil …

A Call to Arms. A Call to Love.

By Sarah E. Boucher Feminism gets a bad rap. The term has been twisted to convey something far different than its original definition: the theory of the political, economic, and social equality of the sexes organized activity on behalf of women’s rights and interests Basic. Elegant. Yet somehow feminism has become associated with radical behavior, …

We Rise

By Lisa A. Listwa Life has a way of hitting us when we’re down. Or at least that’s often our perception. How many times have you thought to yourself that a situation couldn’t possibly get any worse? And then it does. Several years ago, I had reached a crossroads. I was a wife, the mother …

What Makes A New Yorker… A NEW YORKER?

What does it take to become … A NEW YORKER??? Ever since September 8, 2008 I have pondered this question. That was the day I moved into a rented room in a dilapidated house in Forest Hills, Queens. My first day as a New Yorker. 8 million people live in New York City. Or maybe …

Surfacing

By Kathryn Holzman They were married in the summer. The Justice of the Peace sat at the helm of the rowboat. From the shore, stereo speakers played the Wedding March. Renee wore a bathing suit and a veil and promised, for the second time in her life, to love another until death parted them. Her …

We Contain Multitudes. traditions, ancestry & culture

By Lisa A. Listwa When we start a conversation about heritage, it is easy and natural to jump to topics like researching ancestry registries, or passing along holiday traditions, family heirlooms, and recipes. It is logical to talk about cultural history and ethnic background. But what is heritage, really? And how are we connected to …

#ThisIsHowSexismEnds: Not Another Column About the Word "Slut" – 19 Terms for Relationships that Dehumanize Women 

Trump won by earning the vote of those who dismissed his nauseating, predatory, misogynistic statements as “locker room talk”. These same voters ignored his actual lies, and his corrupt and unlawful so-called business practices.

ThisIsHowSexismEnds In Partnerships with TheGoodMenProject : Not Another Column About the Word “Slut” – 19 Terms for Relationships that Dehumanize Women 

By Shareen Mansfield A few weeks ago I was invited to be a Media Partner by The Good Men Project as part of Media Tour in support of #ThisIsHowSexismEnds.  Initially, this started as a Facebook Group inviting authors, editors, publishers and people from around the globe the opportunity to discuss sexism in order to find …

Meet Lisa Listwa Regular Contributor : Wife, Mother & teacher

Lisa A. Listwa: Wife, Mother, Brilliant Writer Lisa A. Listwa is wife to the nicest guy on the planet, mother to one glorious handful of a daughter, and reluctant but devoted owner of three rotten cats, affectionately nicknamed “the Rottens.” The History Of Lisa Her eclectic career history includes being a legal secretary, member of …

Meet Rica Lewis: Mindful Living Guru Lead Columnist & Senior Copy Editor

OTV's Rica Lewis

Rica Lewis: Yoga Whisperer Rica Lewis is a yoga enthusiast and writer/editor. She’s basically a flexible word nerd. Her two favorite places to be are at the keyboard and on her mat. Yoga and writing help her make sense of this crazy life, sort out the clutter in her soul, and channel her energy into …

Never Too Many Cooks: Literary Recipes in a Flash

By Charli Mills A chef in the kitchen is not unlike a writer at a desk. Both feel the heat of what it takes to transform a raw start into an end worth savoring. A chef chops vegetables to maximize flavor and texture the way a writer slices sentence structure to evoke reader response. One …

Book Review: Jane Austen’s Pride & Prejudice in 61 Haiku (1,037 syllables)

By Colleen Chesebro Jane Austen’s Pride & Prejudice in 61 Haiku by James W. Gaynor (1,037 syllables) MY RECOMMENDATION: Fans of Jane Austen’s famous book Pride and Prejudice will fall in love with the creative poetic genius of author and poet, James W. Gaynor. If you’ve ever read the classic novel, you might have found the …

A Woman’s Worth is More Than Her Body

By Kara Post-Kennedy I was 12 years old when a grown man told me with a wink that he noticed my chest was “starting to fill in”. Like most 12 year old girls, my changing body was a confusing and frankly upsetting thing, and this comment threw me into a tailspin of panic and shame.  …

Dear Food, Let’s Be Friends Again…

Dear Food, You were my medicine when life brought its afflictions. You consoled me through the ails of loneliness, sadness, worry, and a frequent offender: boredom. You were my go-to when waves of self-loathing rose like bile in my belly. Push it down. Eat away the pain. You were always here to distract, my special …

extraordinary. unchanged. a moment.

By Desiree-Anne Martin I am an author, poet and general word junkie. Therapist, student, wife, full-time mother, part-time warrior woman. Recovering addict who dabbles in an unpredictable mood disorder. I call Cape Town, South Africa, home but I suffer from severe wanderlust. I think caffeine, chocolate, bacon and cigarettes are the four major food groups.   …

A Love Letter To My Teenage Self

By Dori Owen If I could build a time machine and come back to tell you what I know now—the most important wish I have for you is to know how deeply you are loved and treasured. Write this on one of the notes you pass in the school hallways, because this is where you …

In Bohemia with Djuna Barnes

By LindaAnn Lo Schiavo  “Bohemia is a place where everyone is as good as everyone else!” In January 1971, when I was working a full-time job while attending college and trying to launch myself as a freelance writer, I had recently moved to 4 Milligan Place in Greenwich Village. Our difficult Hungarian landlord Manny Duell [1911-1977] …

Self-Portrait at 18 and Deep Light

By Charlotte Chadwick Self-Portrait at 18:  I was secret and becoming wolfish 1. I walk on the beach and the breeze slaps my face and as usual I talk to you and I almost hear you respond I have so many questions unspeakable frozen hot all the small details you have so far thrown me …

Pride and Prejudice Revisited: with #HaikuJim

By James W. Gaynor Emily Dickinson once famously remarked that if she felt as though the top of her head were taken off, she knew she was reading poetry. And who among us did not read “It is a truth universally acknowledged, …” and feel our heads explode? But the poetic nature of Austen’s  first lines has …

Earth Sputters a Love Letter

I want to hold you. Figuratively, of course. Now is not the time for misappropriation of language and/or double entendres (CK, Weinstein, Moore, Franken, Spacey, etc.). The surface is rightfully crumbling regarding assault and abuse of trust, misuse of power. But we are talking about a different type of personal defect here right now

The Day I Thought I Was A Sleeper Agent Spy 

I survived though. I had re-emerged from the fiery pits of hell, I had become a new man; a new birth, a learned survivor from the twisted dark shadows of his soul that threatened to pull him down but had survived to tell his tale.

And I know you’re out there, survivor, I see you.

The Happy Housewife’s Guide to a Tidy Home

By Jillian Green DiGiacomo I remember books.   Not reading them, of course, but owning them. I used to have stacks of jagged-edged first editions and dog-eared paperbacks covering my coffee table and overloading every bookshelf in the house. It was a rather impressive collection that undoubtedly made me appear to be quite the intellectual. …

Who the Hell is Responsible?

By Cheryl Oreglia “There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.” Matthew 28:2 Our thoughts are enormously powerful, sacramental on occasion, but always efficacious. What we believe about ourselves affects our motivation, our response to …

Milestone Greeting Cards with #HaikuJim

By James W. Gaynor Happy Birthday The day you were born a lot more than you happened. Get over yourself. Graduation Accumulating a mountain of debt merits some celebration. New Job Think of your new boss like a kind of step-parent. Possibly evil. Wedding (Groom) You have what it takes to fool her most of …

Campus Sexual Violence, Misinformation, and Mismanagement

Trigger Warning/Content Note: As the title suggests, this essay and the associated videos and links discuss sexual violence on U.S. college/university campuses. Please exercise self-care when choosing to read this essay. The word “rape” is used in many places in the essay rather than “sexual violence” to denote that the laws as they currently exist …

The Rise of Generation Z

Warning: the following contains a biased intolerance of stupidity and child-murder along with a copious use of naughty language. If any of that offends you, kindly fuck off. Some grown folk are afraid. A lot of kids are pissed the fuck off. Instead of working with those scared, angry, determined youngsters the way adults are …

Meet Al Lane OTV’s O.G. Poet

A couch potato who got bitten by the baby bug (twice), then the writing bug, and now has little time to watch his beloved television to write poems about… Al Lane’s commitment to irony is impressive. He is a poet and writer, based in the home city of Robin Hood, in Nottingham, England. Al takes …

Mid-Life Crises Are Overrated.

And the truth is, not every member of my gender cheats. I don’t go to concerts featuring bands that are desperately-trying to recapture their glory days. (For the record, Huey Lewis freely admits he’s old, so I get a pass on that one.) I don’t drink alcohol and never have. My mini-van wasn’t purchased to compensate for no-longer-adequate genitals. (I’d have to but a tank for that.) And between my IBS, a teenage daughter who is a homebody (whose room is right next to ours), and a crazy schedule, I barely have time to bang my own wife, never mind another female.
And yes, I’m going to pay for that line as well. But it was totally worth it.

Skin Deep Beautiful

Skin Deep Beautiful Here’s my never ending story: the butterflies stood no chance the monarch never got home rabbit holes seemed safe but the spider had fangs Don’t go down the rabbit hole. while the spiders stood no chance against elephants their webs were intricate and beautiful the prettiest was the most dangerous black widows …

Skin Deep Beautiful A Journey into my nightmare through anorexia & survival

#MondayBlogs “ I’m still working on overcoming my worst fears. This poem was a madness in my dreams . I don’t write poetry on purpose. This was my contorted memory of a haunting dream. Skin Deep Beauty surrounds us. I believe what is in our hearts is reflected in our actions. You are never alone . If you find yourself battling your thoughts please remember that by joining others in sharing your story you will be on a path with many pilgrims.
Don’t forget to buy Nicole’s amazing book of poetry Hush. It is truly a must read by a legitimate master of poetry . I wouldn’t dare call myself poet. Let’s take a trip into the Vortex.
Skin Deep Beautiful is a Poem that manifested from an ugly time in my life .”

OTVMagazine celebrations of Author’s Link-Up Party

Back By Popular Demand Author /Blogger Link-Up Party! This Blog Party Linkup Works:
This is a great opportunity to network and discovers great content. So here are the rules:
In a few sentences tell everyone who you are and what you write about
Add a link to your comment to your favorite post or article that you’ve written
Engage with others in the comments and hopefully visit their site

Madness, Immorality or Greed? Facing the truth of this election

At any moment over the past year and a quarter, you could listen to the news and marvel at or be sickened by the ignorance, immorality, greed, or insanity of the pronouncements of President Trump. and many of his GOP supporters. And I don’t just mean tweets like “my button is bigger than yours” with the leader of North Korea. I mean his statements on health care, political protests, media coverage, the FBI, Charlottesville, immigration, the Russia investigation, Hillary Clinton and President Barack Obama, etc. I mean the whole pattern of what is taken for the policies of this administration is based on ignorance of oneself and one’s place in the world. Isn’t this Madness?

These Boots are Mare Made for Walking by Fashionista Linda Hobden

Mad About Boots by Linda Hobden Back in 1982, Paula Yates got up on stage, wearing a short dress and knee high boots, and belted out Nancy Sinatra’s hit “These Boots Are Made For Walking”. I was hooked.  In my 17 year old eyes, Paula’s boots were the height of sexiness. I have had a …

Raising Mothers my Journey into Motherhood and Collision Of Culture

Recently, I shared a deeply personal story featured on Raising Mothers. I was honored to share my story with this publication because of the courage so many other mothers displayed by sharing on this site. Ultimately, the goal of any story I share about myself should convey my hope. I believe that there is always …

The Truth About Love and The Man I Love

I was a zombie, everything from the pale skin, foul breath, crazy hair (not sure that has changed much today), and the slurred, muffled sounds. The vacant look behind my eyes is all gone now, thanks to you!  I am alive, hear me? I AM ALIVE! I woke up, after 10 am, still exhausted, yet …