1. Hold the elevator for someone 2. Buy some candy that reminds you of your childhood 3. Be patient 4. Say hello to strangers 5. Give true compliments to others 6. Make every sentence you uttter truthful and meaningful 7. Take an unstaged photograph 8. Buy yourself a […]
Pain, ever present Pain, part of the soul Pain, coursing through the vein Pain, its rooted in the roots Pain, blinding to all Pain, I choose over you
Eyes. They serve as windows onto your soul. Supposedly. Eyes. A stare. They supposedly connect you with others. You can perhaps tell if someone is lying by looking at their eyes. You can connect deeply with someone through each other’s eyes. Supposedly. There are some cultures where direct […]
I am an extremely superstitious person. My mom had me believing my itchy hand meant money was coming my way and that an upside down broom swept unwanted guests away. I thought it was a very odd thing growing up so superstitious. Now, I miss it. I miss […]
Which door will lead to the right outcome? Which window will provide the right view? Which doorknob to turn? Which door to shut closed? Which door to swing wide open?
She woke up early anticipating what was to come. She knew sge was blinded ny love, hate, fear, and hope. She was a walking smorgasbord of contradictory emotions. Her heart was all rapid palpitations. She had no way of calming her heart. She just had to keep walking […]
Tonight I mourn I grieve for everything I have lost I fault myself for the fractures A tsunami of painful memories A tidal wave of sorrow A collapse of the shield A minefield of regrets A puddle of neverending tears A review of the missteps A will to […]
There’s time Perhaps The glass stays in the cupboard The candle on the shelf Can’t throw them out Can’t stare at them The garbage awaits But not quite yet Soon Soon, though
I am at a loss. Truly. Deeply. My baby boy is growing up. Sigh. I can’t believe how this all snuck up on me. My boy, my recently turned 12 tear old boy, has a changing voice. His voice us deepening. How did this happen? One day he […]
We are certainly cursed to be living in interesting times. Don’t know whether to laugh or laugh some more. I don’t want to say cry. Yet, as I was walking the city streets all masked up I started thinking about people crying. Crying a lot. Despondent. In pain. […]
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