THE MYSTIFYING LIFE OF JOSEPHINE

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  • THE BUTTERFLY IN THE MASON JAR

    As Josephine stood inside her walker, the beat of the music took her away in her mind. While she stood against the wall, she imagined herself on the dance floor, dancing as if she could move her body in different… Continue reading

  • BREATH

    Let the breath be the music she has been looking for  For the breath was the way to calm the noise in her mind. There were times she couldn’t find the music of her breathing.  Her breath was the only… Continue reading

  • THE EMPOWERMENT OF MUSIC

    I have always desired to be a part of the music industry, and I wanted to be a part of the background, such as a writer, producer, or involved in the engineering process. I have always been fascinated by music… Continue reading

  • THE POWER OF HER VOICE

    Josephine sat in the back of the classroom, listening to the teacher who said she should not have been in the class; when you’re disabled, that’s all they see. People don’t think you should have a voice or shouldn’t be… Continue reading

  • THE HEART ACHE

    Josephine was unique and danced to her own beat. Although she knew she was born with challenges and did everything possible to fit in, it wasn’t enough for her. She wanted more, but more would come at a higher price.… Continue reading

  • TRAPPED

    I’m looking at my surroundings; looking ahead, I look towards the future. I am trapped  I’m looking forward to my left, but I’m still trapped. Now I’m looking forward again, but I’m still trapped. I’m looking towards the right now,… Continue reading

  • THE EDGE OF NOWHERE

    Josephine stood at the edge of the water, looking out to nowhere. Every time she was at the water’s edge, she let go of all her thoughts. My thoughts weren’t always positive; being by the water was like taking a… Continue reading

  • THE FIRE WITHIN HER

    She sat in her room with tears flowing down. There was a fire within her. Deep down, the fire brewed Her challenge was to put out the fire one step at a time. Time, she felt, was closing in on… Continue reading

  • HER MYSIFING WAYS

    People were mystified by just being around her. Her walk was mystifying to people. People would ask how she was able to do what she did. She would just reply that it’s my life. She had a life because of… Continue reading