I’ve got a golden ticket and I am grateful
Willy wonka, gratitude, silly, nostalgia, identity
Your ghost of a scent
Your ghost of a scent The cupboard remains bare But your scent is soaked into its wall Throw the doors open and out you come Befuddled, I was struck What are you trying to tell me? I filled the cupboard with timid care For this scent is clearly […]
Generation huh: Who are we anymore?
Generation huh: Who are we anymore? My sister was born in 1981. Apparently, those born in the years between 1979 -1982 are trapped in a purgatory generation of sorts. I always knew there was something odd about my sister and now I am glad to have proof I […]
Oh no! Not in my house
Oh no! Not in my house President Obama recently made news. Well, he always makes the news. Let me start over. Recently, a group of individuals were invited to attend the White House. They were specifically invited to attend because of LGBT month celebration. Then one of the […]
My senses dulled and underemployed
Woke up startled, not knowing why I opened my eyes, and felt a void No one to say morning to or goodbye My senses dulled and underemployed The sterile walls do not gleam The dusty floors increase my mind’s weight Empty rooms do not hear my scream Only […]
The psychological story of how we met
The story of how we met Every relationship has a beginning. There is no story that starts mid-way. Perhaps a Quentin Tarantino movie, but then we get the flashbacks. Television shows are rife with “origin” episodes. We always want to know how things started. In comic books, an […]
Magical realism: My mom said good things come in threes
Magical Realism My mom said good things come in threes: And she was right My mom lived by her book of superstitions and dream interpretations. There was no such real book other than what existed in her mind. Every morning we’d get up and share our dreams. Only, […]
Strawberry Shortcake: Like Mother Like Son
Strawberry Shortcake: Like Mother Like Son As I walked past the tourists waiting to board a San Francisco Trolley, I saw many of them (despite the fogginess) holding onto their ice cream cones. I did a double take when I saw a little boy with a cone […]
The rewards of a sunny urban hike and a winter storm
The rewards of a sunny hike and a winter storm Last weekend I enjoyed a glorious “hike” through the city streets of San Francisco. I went up and down as if it were a walking rollercoaster. The thrill of such an urban hike is that as you get […]
The Psychology of the Long Goodbye and How My Farewell Tour will not be like Cher’s
The Long Goodbye and How My Farewell Tour will not be like Cher’s “If I come back in five years, I’d be driving around in one of those carts with the joy-sticks. This truly is it.” Cher, 2002 I have a fondness for film noir movies and Raymond […]
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