What’s is up with our hippocampus these days? The hippocampus is a region in our brain that ostensibly helps people tell whether an object is near or far. Considering that I walk into walls and chairs all the time, I have a feeling my hippocampus is a little. […]
A hand on my shoulder My mom believed deeply, heavily in symbols. Everything had an extra layer of meaning Nothing was quite what it appeared to be. A fork falling to the ground meant a man was coming by; forget that I am extremely clumsy. A cloudy sky […]
The outward tunnel shall be marked today Ever since he was told he had cancer he dreamt vivid dreams of that day he will face the white light at the end of the tunnel. He knows that day is coming despite the sunniest of personal outlooks and inspirational […]
Roger that: I’m five by five It is the beginning of the week, we are squarely in summer time and I am feeling good. There are 171 days remaining until the end of the year but there is much more to accomplish in this calendar year. Nearly 40 […]
Willy wonka, gratitude, silly, nostalgia, identity
Your ghost of a scent The cupboard remains bare But your scent is soaked into its wall Throw the doors open and out you come Befuddled, I was struck What are you trying to tell me? I filled the cupboard with timid care For this scent is clearly […]
As I lie on a sinking bed The whirling is mystifyingly soothing As I lie on a sinking bed The ends are coming up And I feel the cold, cold floor Enveloped in cushions that are bruising As my mind searches to be fed From a non-existent memory […]
“Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.” ― Napoléon Bonaparte I have got a secret. Well, no. Let me rephrase. I know a secret. I have information that a certain other wishes that I did not have. I not only know a secret, I also […]
Cars in sand like the days of our lives Upon arriving to work she notices that everyone has their head in the sand. A bit like an ostrich but these days a bit like discarded cars that once used to be revving and riding wildly down the highway. […]
There may or may not be doors but we can find our way in Throughout my life there have been many doors that I have had to walk through, at times perhaps crawl through. Some doors have been opened for me. Others, I have had to push my […]