Letter to Self

Letter to Self By Aileen McPherson Dear Child, You are only five, the world seems cold but I know you … More

Change the World

Change the World By Aileen McPherson Knock, knock. Who’s there? Change. Change who? Change you. Me? Why? Why, change is … More

Life On Trial By Aileen McPherson Life on trial, no denial, earned little Worth less, entire life dominated by stress, … More

Slug By Aileen McPherson Swirling, dancing, hanging by a glistening string What are you doing? Mating. Two become one, then … More

One More Day By Aileen McPherson Sleep deprived, go catch my ride, memories deep, 4th of July I survived, danced … More

What is Writing for You? By Aileen McPherson Why write you might as well ask why breathe, why live. Writing … More

What Is in a Name By Aileen McPherson I was given Heather at birth, by definition it means purple flowering … More

Resentment By Aileen McPherson Pain insane inside my brain, Resenting self for lack of health, Restrain the refrain or scream … More

Seasons By Aileen McPherson 11/01/2017 Emotional pain dragging me down, Seasons changed memories engage, Fear and rage turn into crying … More

A dear friend linked me a video This is the last free place in America and to say the least … More

I read this Poem at the Art in the Open poetry reading outside of Street Roots before it was published. … More

Ever since Trump took office I have seen our country in the worst upheaval since, well I’m not sure when. … More