melanoma survivor podcaster poet voice4hire writer
dstanley.substack.com/p/there-is-n...
dstanley.substack.com/p/there-is-n...
How's yours?
How's yours?
www.youtube.com/shorts/Nz8Mr...
www.youtube.com/shorts/Nz8Mr...
Child-f@cking okay
baby fecking bad.
Child-f@cking okay
baby fecking bad.
about 30% of American women still support the president. He is a convicted rapist, molester, and known pedophile.
About 80% of American women have been victims of some sort of sexual violence.
Logical inference?
about 30% of American women still support the president. He is a convicted rapist, molester, and known pedophile.
About 80% of American women have been victims of some sort of sexual violence.
Logical inference?
#PoetryForVeterans
#DavidLStanley
#HonorAndRemembrance
#MilitaryPoetry
#SpokenWordTribute
#WarAndMemory
#PoetryForVeterans
#DavidLStanley
#HonorAndRemembrance
#MilitaryPoetry
#SpokenWordTribute
#WarAndMemory
If you've a friend or loved one who served, consider sharing this with them? I'd be honored. 2 minutes. #poetryforveterans youtu.be/TmunutH68dw
If you've a friend or loved one who served, consider sharing this with them? I'd be honored. 2 minutes. #poetryforveterans youtu.be/TmunutH68dw
None us who have not served in wartime can imagine what it's like. Here, I try to salute those who have served.
None us who have not served in wartime can imagine what it's like. Here, I try to salute those who have served.
On the morning of Nov. 6, I met with my hematologist.
Before discussing my condition, I asked how he was doing.
His answer wasn’t clinical—it was human, raw, and quietly heartbreaking.
This sonnet is my way of honoring that moment.
On the morning of Nov. 6, I met with my hematologist.
Before discussing my condition, I asked how he was doing.
His answer wasn’t clinical—it was human, raw, and quietly heartbreaking.
This sonnet is my way of honoring that moment.
On the morning of Nov. 6, I met with my hematologist.
Before discussing my condition, I asked how he was doing.
His answer wasn’t clinical—it was human, raw, and quietly heartbreaking.
This sonnet is my way of honoring that moment.
On the morning of Nov. 6, I met with my hematologist.
Before discussing my condition, I asked how he was doing.
His answer wasn’t clinical—it was human, raw, and quietly heartbreaking.
This sonnet is my way of honoring that moment.
On the morning of Nov. 6, I met with my hematologist.
Before discussing my condition, I asked how he was doing.
His answer wasn’t clinical—it was human, raw, and quietly heartbreaking.
This sonnet is my way of honoring that moment.