I love to travel, try new foods, ingest caffeine, and watch political news coverage. A psychologist by training trying to bring a little common sense to it all.
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 […]
Tick tock, tick tock Tick, Tick We’ve been sick Clock is running out Tick, Tick, tick It’s a quarter to midnight Made it under the wire The wire made me Tick tock, tick tock Time is running out on this charade Which mask shall get undone? There’s more […]
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 […]
Ask a woman who has given birth about that childbirth pain. More often than not she will note it had been excruciating. However, more often than not, she will also not be able to tell you based on memory what it really felt like. The memory of how […]
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. […]
The year of 2020 has, most certainly, worn itself thin. It’s been tiring, grating, and, depressing. So much so that you have therapists basically holding sessions from sun-up to midnight. At times there seems to be no reprieve whichever way you turn. I’m still trying to have my […]
She grew up surrounded by superstition. Every corner of their house was anchored in some deeply held belief which at times went beyond what most could fathom. She stared at the broom, the elephant, the hanging garlic and took in a deep fresh breath. She wanted to cry […]
Drip, drip, drip Saline into my core Weaning off the drip Slowly molasses into a river
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