There’s a classic punk song by the Ramones called I Want to be Sedated. Some of the lyrics, in case you’ve never heard of the song, goes “20, 20, 20, 4, hours to goI wanna be sedatedNothing to do, nowhere to go, ohI wanna be sedated…” When this […]
Been headstrong Have forged deep trenches Was levelheaded in the face of adversity Can dislodge from the grips of most pain But this will break me The water has been numbingly cold The dance disjointed and lonely The tears neverending The distractions too terrifyingly piercing But this will […]
Before the pandemic I would often take photographs of the sunrise and sunset. Photos of the moon bring great delight. Last night I looked outside my window and caught a most beautiful, vibrant moon. I stood in awe comforted by the fact that the sun still rises as […]
To touch a petal To caress a flower To hold beauty within one’s arms There is still vibrancy to behold There are sumptuous delights Let it grow all around Let it lead to a connection There’s always hope
Dear diary This is day 40 something… perhaps…of a crazed new world order. I’ve lost count of days. Yet, the calendar still beckons. Perhaps. The days bleed into the night. The night becomes morning with barely a whisper. The work is brutal and continuous. Where it ends is […]
These days a lot of things are missing. People on the streets, for one. Actually, that’s not true. Not even in New York City the epicenter of the US pandemic. Sense of humor can be missing at times. Actually, no many of us have developed an even sharper […]
For some people it’s “my way or the highway”. At times, those are insufferable people. Actually, quite often they are insufferable people. They feel (or rather) they are always right. Working with such people can be quite taxing. And, it can be quite a burden to try to […]
There is a path forward. We will be ok. That’s what I keep telling myself. That’s what I keep telling others. It’s what I tell my son. I was nostalgically flipping through photographs from last summer. The ones of my son swimming in the various pools, made me […]
She paused in front of the dumpster. She often took this back alley because of this very reason. She wanted to see hopes and broken dreams laid out so earnestly. When you see people’s hanging photographs or artwork no one ever says they represent what once was. But […]
It left me saddened and confused There was no comfort Everything felt rotten inside Emptiness It wasn’t a dance It was a rollercoaster A rickety windmill Am empty storefront No here today No long goodbye A faded mirror And broken heels No comfort Just sadness
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