Black Heart

black lady secrets

She had a black heart,

Black as coal.

Cold as a moonless winter.

Wrapped it around her victims,

Strangled them left them for dead.

But they rose up

Sent her an evil lover

To wrap his dark mind around hers,

Rip out what was left of her black heart.

and he left her as a voiceless puddle,

Slowly oozing into the sewer. 

Such are the rewards of such a heart.

Guard yourself well 

Before you join her.



Ageism and The Real Me and Abbe Lee Noble Claims


Just for the record since my stalker doesn’t seem to want to leave me alone here. I am sixty four years old. I am not a grandmother nor do I pretend to be a “nice little old granny”. I am what I am, just a little older than some and younger than others. I post my work and enjoy others. My stalker uses granny as a slur against myself and my friends as if being older was a rotten crime. I earned this age and enjoy it. I don’t think my age has anything to do with what I write. If you think I am the little old lady granny type you would be incorrect.

She is also posting now on other peoples work like the true narcissist she is, it is all about her. This is the last time I will mention Abbe Lee Noble, Abbracadabrasite or The Real Me. I will not respond to her taunts on your work as it is just wrong. Because of Word Press’s defense of the right to free speech she can say whatever she likes. No doubt that is her reason for her blog. Well she can say whatever she wants but then so can we. If she doesn’t like my blog I suggest she avoid it as I avoid her narcissistic rantings on hers. If you want to see who the stalker is put in my name and you will see her tagged posts about me. I have nothing to hide. She hates me for defending my friend from her paranoid lies. Oh well I really don’t care what she thinks of me. I just wanted to set the record straight. As for her other claims I will let you make up your own minds. My name is Gale A. Molinari by the way.

I apologize for this I would rather it be all about the work but I feel I am forced to defend myself. I enjoy Word Press and I will not be forced off because of a lunatic.