The Taste of Your Absence

I taste the dirt you left in my mouth Infected with injury, grit-stained teeth You lied, and I purchased each facade Opening my aching, needy soul Turning my words into blood, for the devil Don’t call me baby, or girl Your ego needed me to feel complete And while I Read more

Darla Halyk

Darla Halyk is the Mom of a Teenage boy and Girl. She is a lover of verbal irony, which currently drives her two children insane. You can find her writing on the Elephant Journal, Sammiches and Psyche Meds, Mrs.Muffin Top, BLUNTmoms, Scary Mommy, Original Bunker Punks and has been featured on Blogher. She is a regular contributor and Editor to The Soap Box and currently writes for her blog at NewWorldMom. Bringing a fresh, honest and humorous take on parenting, women's issues, relationships, divorce, and life in general.