My name is Karla and when I was born my name was almost going to be Yoko. There are times I wish I knew who I would have become if I were Yoko. Instead, I am Karla and I would not change it if I could. I write because it makes me happy. I'm not an expert but there is something special when people tell stories.You may or may not understand my poems, stories, or what I call segments of my life;I hope to inspire. Even if it's just a fragment of inspiration.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Summer
Today is one of those days I wake up and I feel like a child. Spending a day in the house all the windows open. Feeling the summer heat and laying on the kitchen floor cooling down. Eating some ice and walking barefoot outside. The pavement hot yet comforting. Everything about summer makes me feel safe. If only everyday was a day of summer.
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