Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Suddenly. I am intelligently intoxicated. Rushing. This hollow city has over-crowded. Enigma. I stay blind, but my eyes open. Serendipity. I speak and I wound my throat. Time and time again I fill these voids with an echo for a chance to prove myself. Time ages me; and like a Read more
When I hear the term passive-aggressive, I immediately think of my wife. Don’t get me wrong; she’s not callous, cruel or confrontational by any means. However, if you piss her off, she certainly won’t ignore it – she’ll retaliate. Although she won’t whoop you upside yo head (as she is Read more
what mighty hero who ever kissed the salt eyes of a mother at dawn’s first gold or lifted a joyous child with arms outstretched to the blue heavens or took the small worn hands of a wife upon the threshold within larger, equally worn hands or breathed deep of the Read more
Butterflies stopped visiting the meadow the year your light went out. Daffodils were joyless and sadness weighed down the Barn owl’s flight. The sun struggled to do it’s yellow best, the moon simmered in shock. One hundred fireworks refused to shower the night sky with color, rain was colder and Read more
Mother’s been bugging me to leave the tower she can’t stand me moping around I don’t mope, I told her, I just like staying home –admiring the view, the gardens, the garden– a lot, that’s all, apparently too much for her liking I know you’ve heard some rumors about my Read more
Read Part 1 here. Part 2 of a 3 part series In an attempt to understand my mother a little better, I asked her a couple of questions that remained unanswered to myself. My mother has come so far in life, but she appears to be stuck. I want to Read more
tears flow from my eyes and leave their wet trails behind like footsteps in snow… they get erased but their essence lingers, which bites into my cold flesh with aching blue sharp bites and I feel their presence as if a foreign intruder has taken refuge beneath my pale skin… Read more
