Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I can hear sanguine words with every beep, whoosh, expansion, and dink dink the vital sign machine makes. I see the other families clinging to them for dear life, as the used tissues gather into moist mounds in the trash bin.
Don’t hold my hand. Never hug me, kiss me or tell me that you love me. Always say things that stab my heart. That is the way it should be. What you feel is more important than my thoughts, so please continue to speak over me. Every mistake I have Read more
All eyes, you watched. Noting the carnage, foibles and hypocrisy around you, You heard the lies that hid underneath the frosting on your birthday cake. You knew the truth that parents denied. You watched. You listened. You never forgot. You did not forgive. Segregation controlled the insane, you said. Boarding Read more
“An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast will wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind.” Unknown Friends. How many do you have? Are you a busy socialite, with reams of numbers that are on speed dial Read more
Surrender to the glossy eyes of bourbon scented lust. Unfold yourself, parchment-thin, cracking and splitting damnation is yours to keep. Whispered affirmations descend canicular days jacket intimidation’s face. Accept rapture, evil’s sinister charade. Enjoy sips of steamy semen, impatient cum. Stand there, shrouded in shame having neither recompense or power Read more
Lust. Dating. Romance. Love. (Sprinkle sex in between or at the beginning,) We all need companionship. Most of us start looking for love when our hormones peak during the goofy years of teendom. Who we end up with, casually or for the long haul, depends on what we believe we deserve. I kid Read more
My obsession to trace my family’s genealogical roots began when I was a little kid. I sat wide-eyed and all ears on the floor next to my Grandad Willard’s (my father’s father) chair, eagerly lapping up every story he told about his youth. Born in 1908, he had quite a few Read more
She always asks how I am doing. I rattle off a few tidbits, mainly professional milestones or interesting people who I crossed paths with over the past week, simultaneously picking at fluff that does not exist on her couch. She probes again “How are you doing?” I always reply “I told you Read more
