Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Your love is tearing me apart. Wide open flood gushes of white, transparent bubble adoration overflowing magnificent from beyond the ether. I didn’t know you, I couldn’t understand how gut-wrenching, excruciating it was for you to say good-bye. I wasn’t even a concept. You knew me already. I was in Read more
Do you hear me? He asked. Repeat what I just said. No no no you have got it wrong What the fuck is wrong with your head? This isn’t back then. I used to scream with rage and belittle you, but not anymore. I was just angry because I know Read more
When I was very little, we had a big window in the family room, and every weekday morning when my dad would go to work, I would rush to the window and stand behind the drawn curtain facing our gravel driveway. My dad would start up the car and back out Read more
The world seems like it’s spinning out of control, the news can weigh heavy on my soul, and there seems to be a collective pain from all the recent world events. It’s easy to dip my toe in the pool of pain, but I had a second thought to remind Read more
Princess cards she sends me with her regards, Oh, bar-room eyes shine vacancy To see her you gotta look hard ―Manfred Mann, For You I had just come off a ten-year stretch of depression, scattered with a few bouts of mania when Dan came into my life. For years I Read more
I sat on a chair perched beneath the window of the nurse’s station. Opposite me, a woman had parked herself on one of the grey plastic seats and thrown a blanket over her head, which she peeped out of now and again with just her left eye. An old burgundy Read more
New Mexico isn’t necessarily the land of enchantment! Those of you who really know me know that I am a HUGE arachnophobe. LIKE MAJOR! So I head out at 9:30 am in my sweet little Rav-4 and head down the interstate towards Albuquerque, about 30 minutes from my house. The desert Read more
As a teen, and young man, I suffered from Body Dysmorphic Disorder (BDD). I hated my physical appearance and always thought myself fat, ugly, awkward, undesirable, and Spanx-worthy. In fact, had Spanx® existed back then, I would have covered myself from head to toe like a French saucisse, so I’d Read more