Category: identity

These are the trees of our lives

  “Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.”  —Hal Borland As of late, Mondays have been a trip down nostalgia lane.  I recall when I went away to boarding school up in Massachusetts, my south bronx sensibilities were struck by the […]

Thank you for being an a$s

Just beat it No one wants to be depleted Your contagious mediocrity is putrefying Your baseless arrogance is stupefying Your extreme pettiness is confining Your false alacrity is mystifying Your careless whisper is clarifying Your exemplary triteness is testifying Your jittery righteousness is  unbecoming Your inharmonious sincerity is […]

Whose bubble was it?

Once upon a time she lived in a bubble.  Not a warm, fuzzy bubble like a Mayberry town. Once upon a time she lived in a dark, suffocating bubble that seemed like it would burst at any point. The temperature ran hot inside that bubble leaving one’s skin […]

Dreaming of cheetos

I have not had cheetos for more than a decade, I would say. I mean they leave behind orange stains and they most definitely don’t fit within my sophisticated palette. Then my son got into second grade and got a cheetos craving. While at the supermarket he randomly […]