It was dead and gone for we’ve “been travelin’ on this road too long“. He climbed the stairs licking his rum-filled tiki mug leaving the rooms behind. He put down the worn-out, tattered puppet. Besides the puppet his DNA resided nowhere anymore. He had built up the place to the point […]
She sat quietly looking at the photograph displayed in the local cafe. She always came in and order her shwarma platter with the spicy green sauce. No kebabs served here and they made sure to tell you that in bold letters on the storefront window. They wanted […]
Back in the day I traveled to a far away land. Well, to me it was. What did a South Bronx girl know about Egypt? This one? Not much. I knew what is generally known. Its history, its geography and language. I even bothered to learn […]
Christmas in Los Angeles is something I have thought of in the past as a vacation or as something that I have seen as a quirky occurrence on television shows such as 90210 or Melrose Place. I had no idea last year when I was celebrating Christmas in […]
It could have been a laugh It could have been a tease It could have been a snarky bite Instead, instead it was not Instead, it was all sadness and dark Instead, it was a silent void There is no jest, zest or quest in you There is […]
Everyone has a secret garden even in the urban jungle. A place to go, heal the body and develop strong legs that take one far. It’s a place to run to when the demons are chasing. At the age of 12 she was ready to have […]
“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 […]
We all have pet peeves. We hate to see someone double dipping. We hate people who talk in the movie theaters. We hate when people walk around an office with an active bluetooth for hours on end. Something else that irks me: people interchanging fleshing and flushing out […]
Transition My world this past year has been steeped in the word transition. Everything has been about transition and restructuring. I transitioned from East Coast to West Coast. I transition into a new position back in February and am about to do so again in a week. […]
“A man that studieth revenge keeps his own wounds green“. -Francis Bacon Naive Jealous Ripe Why so green? Alive Rotted Camouflaged Why so green? Olive Emerald Jade Why so green? Fertile Gentry Paradise Why so green? “All theory, dear friend, is gray, but the golden tree of life […]
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