Every year around this time, there’s a musical inevitability. Like gravity. Like glitter in your coat pockets until March. Mariah Carey arrives. “All I Want for Christmas Is You” is basically the holiday’s emotional North Star. Thirty years old, somehow ageless, both nostalgic and aggressively modern. The moment […]
I had a sense this day would go sideways before it even started. You know that gnawing feeling in your gut, wondering whether you should’ve just stayed home? That was me this morning. But, being a responsible adult (or at least trying to act like one), I got […]
It’s Friday night, and I’m pondering one of life’s great mysteries: where in the world is my favorite coffee mug? You know, the one with the chipped handle that has somehow become a part of my identity? The one that seems to have more mileage than my gym […]
They ask But i don’t know My answer is back there somewhere Where am I going? Where do I want to go? I’m flirting around the edges I’m bound, but unbound Moored, but unmoored I have a hint I feel a light spark But an empty void is […]
What gives you direction in life? Eureka! I loved that highly underrated television show. But, I am not here to talk about that quirky, goofy show. I experienced a “eureka” moment the other night. I struck gold. I had a lightbulb moment. Well, in reverse order. I didn’t […]
Dragged down, bogged down Heavy and wrinkled Calm but sinking Caked and soaked Cracked and battered Ankle-deep and slinging The compass is dirty Need to find my true north
I’ve been in the corner Praying you won’t sink me under Cause you lose something you can’t replace Sinking weighted down by your cold stones Tried my best but didn’t succeed I should have known by now Stuck in reverse Hurt myself to see if I still cared […]
Three lives Three of me The good, the bad, the ugly The past, the present, the future All in one Subdivided Numb, happy, weary Off to see the false emperor Three states of mind Three bites at the apple
I’m just passing by Heading home on the slow train I packed the clock away in my suitcase I guess I’m calling from the road I listened to the fiddle for mama Leaving all the liars and clowns behind The truth being the only shelter I’ve known Tearing […]
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