She sat in the cabin listening to the cracking and crackling window. Soon enough the windows would shatter and shutter. No need to pretend that the pain was both real and surreal. And so was the duality of life. A rose dripping in blood would be […]
I have taken numerous art history classes throughout my life span as a way to enrich myself. It has always been for my own edification. and have loved learning of the passion, the politics and the madness within and as a result of art. In that vein, I […]
Partnerships. Where would we be without them? Whether it’s rowing together, traveling in tandem or enjoying a cocktail it’s always nice to have a partner in crime. Sure, it’s great to be able to come up with an idea by oneself and self promote its brilliance but […]
I am not a huge Ramones fan by any stretch of the imagination. I do not believe I even have one song of theirs on my iPod. They were a punk band before my my time really. And as a South Bronx girl I was not that […]
She often sat at her green chair rocking the day away. She would jot down her thoughts in her little notepad that she kept on the side coffee table table. She had written over 200 poems. She was hoping to compile them and get some online Amazon […]
Alaska, it’s our last Frontier. Well, there are areas in Maine that claim to be frontier land. However, I have been to Maine. Admittedly, I have not been to the true frontier parts of Maine. Apparently, there are areas in Maine with signage noting they are the frontier. […]
Forsaken and desolate, was he While others peripherally watched He sat there all alone Thinking, wondering, contemplating Melancholy permeated his heart His mind vanquished by his thoughts He sat there all alone His head propped up by his shaking hands He felt no shame He felt no […]
She sat at her desk going through the latest project projections. She had a hard deadline to meet and no one to help her get through this emotionally. She had a team to help staple, collate and run around like headless chickens. But she was alone inside. […]
I have never really liked flying despite having a job that required me to travel for ten years. One could argue I was a bit of a masochist. I not only hated flying, I feared it. I hate the takeoff most of all. The first 10 minutes […]
Let me tell you a story. Talk? Dance? What did it all matter when there was a wheelbarrow to turn? There was no crowd to please. Where have you been all my life? I hide. I run. I shake. I shiver. I breathe. I sigh. I need […]
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