Sometimes you’re moving forward. Sometimes you’re running in place. Sometimes you’re sprinting 90 miles an hour in what feels like the wrong direction. Sometimes you’re stuck. Sometimes you’re driving with the road spanning out in front of you in all its endless wonder, and you’re at a loss of where you’re really going. Sometimes you just close your eyes and trust.
Donnelly’s first collection of poetry, SomewhereOn A Highway, takes you on a journey of questioning, of experience, of growth, and of discovery, mixed with loss and love and the challenges of becoming.
Sometimes you’re moving forward. Sometimes you’re running in place. Sometimes you’re sprinting 90 miles an hour in what feels like the wrong direction. Sometimes you’re stuck. Sometimes you’re driving with the road spanning out in front of you in all its endless wonder, and you’re at a loss of where you’re really going. Sometimes you just close your eyes and trust.
Donnelly’s first collection of poetry, SomewhereOn A Highway, takes you on a journey of questioning, of experience, of growth, and of discovery, mixed with loss and love and the challenges of becoming.