The Closest She Would Get
Slowly, she slips her sweatshirt back on over her head and pulls her sweatpants up her legs....
Published Articles from
Erica McDonald
If You Must Go
If you must go, would you tuck me in and kiss me goodnight?...
You Will Bloom Once Again
My body shakes with grief as I stumble through the doorway of my cold and lonely home....
The Carpenter Poem
I took down my walls for you......
The Terminator
She sat at the edge of the bed....
