What do I feel?
What do I feel? Can a birdie tap me on my shoulder, whisper in my ear and tell me? What do I feel? Can a fly on the wall break through, buzz my ear and tell me? What do I feel? Can a puppy wake from slumber, kiss […]
Heavy but weightless
Heavy but weightless My heart is also my brain Shimmering and bold
The ending isn’t clear but the takeoff is all set
The volcano awaits! Nothing more exciting than flying into a piece of earth where everything is both diverging and converging and one’s personal space is a fiery air. They wanted to breath in the ash-sooted air and feel fire on their skins one last time before the end of the life […]
I was roadkill
I was roadkill Left to rot I was roadkill Then I was not I was disconnected from life Others ignoring the lifeless bodies on the roads I was destined for more But then I was roadkill Rumble strips and salt licks No refuge or shelter I was roadkill Left […]
In honor of mom: I won’t defer my travel dreams
Last year I had three different jobs in three different cities. Work and work life and work travel consumed my life. Last year from February to June, I was traveling back and forth between San Francisco and New York about twice a month. Then I spent […]
I have arrived at an unnamed road
I have arrived at an unnamed road or so my GPS has told me I laugh, I sigh, I nod I have arrived at an unmarked road or so I argue with my crusty old map I frown, I bite, I agree I have arrived at a closed […]
Glycerine
Startled, she woke up looking straight at the city lights of the night. Her heart beat widely while her mind was humming a night song. Her skin was moist as if it had been crying all night. Her tongue kept forming the word “kumao” and she did […]
My son has goals and I’m thrown
Here goes my morning rant…… I don’t quite know why but I was shocked this morning when my son announced that he was going to stop playing his game for the moment because he had reached a certain stage in its progress. See, he had set a goal […]
What a wacky year: Tasers, choking on shellfish, mudslides but gratitude
Happy Holidays 2015 was a year where I lived in three cities and four residences. That right there is wacky. It was also a year where I had a series of wacky, odd personal experiences. Let me review. For instance, consider this. Three times this year I was […]
My Christmas gift to myself: Can one be a recovering workaholic?
As most individuals tend to do as the year nears its calendar end, I am using this last week to reflect on the year that has passed. I am taking this time to reflect even further back. As far as I remember I have been a workhorse. […]
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