I Wish I Were Phillip’s Wife, Not John’s Widow by Michelle Miller in Grief, Hope and Healing, Relationships and Dating August 1, 2017July 30, 2017 I used to love a boy named Phillip. He was nineteen and I was twenty-one. It was 2004 and we were both addicts together. He of drugs that had slangs I had never even heard of, and I of loveless sex and sexless love. ... Read More
