Loni’s Song

I closed my eyes wishing, praying it was all just a nightmare and I would wake up from the pain. My face blood red with his hand print still fresh on my skin. My breath was slowly coming back after his hands released my fragile neck after I struggled to yell “I CAN’T BREATHE”.

I lay limp trying to regain my strength. My body full of pain and feeling like a heard of wild bulls trampled me like a rag doll. Do I get up or do I just lay here until he leaves? I fade into the darkness as my entire being struggles to survive. My memory fades back to a place of safety that I long to return to.

“Loni! Loni! Get down from that tree and come in for supper NOW! Momma had been yelling for an eternity but I didn’t want to come down. I wanted keep dreaming about becoming a famous writer living in New York City away from the utterly boring existence of a county human being. “Yes ma’am, I’m comin down now”, trying to sound like I care.

………. First book in the series out this summer

Much love,

Black Mama


I absolutely love putting it in writing! When I write I release a part of me that was hidden from the world. For years I would only write to help me navigate through this thing called life, however, writing has become my closest friend. I am a self-published author with a desire to help people know there is always HOPE. Hope for a better tomorrow, hope to live another day, and HOPE TO KNOW LIFE DOES GET BETTER. To my readers, I say "Live FREE and Die WELL" (Quote from the Rock in the movie Scorpion King~lol). Hope is always found in letting go.

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