Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
My ready defense is self-deprecation. Before you can stare, I’ll tell a joke about my body. Put you at ease, it hurts me inside. The boundary between humor and reality is blurred. My dwarfism as a disability often comes into question. Though its portrayal as your entertainment does not. It Read more
If you desire to measure how far you have trekked, across meadows and deserts of emotion, and oceans of storm-filled nights, look back toward the horizon. For there remains, soaked in your tears, the crumbling bones of all your relationships. The harmful sort, which once upon a time took hungry Read more
the bluebird sings yew trees grin a sunless mourning snow falls solemn angels wait, but it’s winter white summer heels petticoat prettied books, babies, poetry a tea sandwich cut in two, white cold milk open the bedroom window but, it’s winter shh, sleep sleep beautiful gentle sleep, a lady always Read more
She’s a shrinking silhouette. The cut-away dark around her burns. More work than sleep than fear than failing and finally (if lucky) the taste of iron and ceasefire. Give her a stone a stirrup a pocket of patches. How handy. How sweet. The drunkening cup touches her lip—too late to Read more
Unless we are divinely called to monastic life, most of us don’t thrive in isolation. Even we introverts have our limits. Besides, it’s one thing to choose seclusion and determine for ourselves when we want to hole up alone and for how long. It’s quite another to have confinement thrust Read more
Evening afoot she waits at the stop. Mind elsewhere, on her day, or merely tired, distant. Boarding the empty bus, relieved for warmth, quiet. Town’s edge – but what is happening? Where are you going? She demands, nearly screaming now, You should have turned back there! The bus lurches down Read more
Forever is exhausting. Andrew is never gone… Just like we are never over Not that we are the same, and yet We are something like forever. Alive. Or dead. Does it even matter? What we do, even when in shadows. Is anyone really, ever, listening? I touch your chin as Read more
