Somehow, we speak telepathically. And also with my voice when I’m alone. Our shadow selves, the unseeable, were created stitched at the seams in union,
more loveAuthor: Erica Stenta Willis
Erica Stenta Willis is a grieving mother, a Ventura County, California attorney, and an
emerging writer in several genres. She has had poems and essays published in Blue
Villa, Rundelania, The Poetry Cove, Reap Thrill, and Mind Matters Magazine, among
others. Aside from working and writing, she is enjoying learning the Spanish language.