ruth : Writing

dawn arising

dawn arising

A Poem by ruth
liberation of the soul

liberation of the soul

A Poem by ruth


the one time i walked 11 miles around the city
who i am

who i am

A Poem by ruth
coming home

coming home

A Poem by ruth


a child sees the same person walking home from school everyday, until they don't.
the big wind

the big wind

A Story by ruth


child's perspective of a hurricane
colors

colors

A Poem by ruth


kind of like when you describe colors to a blind person.
drive-by

drive-by

A Story by ruth


Last time I saw my mother was 18 years ago...
Lust

Lust

A Poem by ruth


a mix of Richard Cory and My Papa's Waltz
Lunch

Lunch

A Story by ruth


You’re digging in your garden and find a fist-sized nugget of gold.

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