Lavinia ThompsonDec 21, 2017Poem ~ WanderlustI want to run until wildflowers meet the horizon, a mere silhouette, shaking hands, terrified of starting over out where gypsies roam,...
Lavinia ThompsonDec 16, 2017Empty SpeedOutrunning memories, barreling down back roads, past Alberta fields barren. Speed; adrenaline; hammer down. Something endless ahead,...
Lavinia ThompsonNov 26, 2017Weekend poetry ~ LotusI am not broken. Rejection doesn’t make me unlovable. I am done living for a dream. It’s time to love me. I am a fucking lotus flower,...
Lavinia ThompsonNov 16, 2017The Crumbling PillarSome things are simply meant to be. That doesn’t make it any easier to endure and let go. Some days are too long and some nights are too...