Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I see the morning light coming through the window. I roll over, not wanting to get up. Not wanting to face another day, just like the last. How do I go on? Why do I go on? Everyone seems to be fine, seems to be moving forward. But I’m not. Read more
(For my dear sister, Kay, I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.) Your face is fading. I see shadows of chin, cheekbone, childhood inside my mind. Orange Kool-Aid, baloney sandwiches, Aunt Carol’s peonies like colossal, pink faces thrill us. He loves me, he loves me not. You tell me you Read more
If only you could drown the heart in Drano, unclogging the feelings stuck in your chest. Feelings that will never find words effective enough for containment. These words need not be heavy, since the sensation of danger is a strength in and of itself. But they need to be colorful, Read more
Material possessions are worth nothing. It is love and family that counts for everything. Before the after, I tried to have it all. Long days added up to years of lonely rambling, came to a stop when I found my first true love. He was it. He was special. He Read more
Spoiler Alert, I people watch. Partly because I don’t like to engage in idle chatter with near strangers to pass the time and partly because I’m an over serious fiction writer determined to make the most complex characters I can muster. Self-awareness has been a trait I’ve been paying attention Read more
You are my addiction, so sweet and tempting, like the aroma of my favorite meal, that I cannot resist, or taste. My path to self-destruction. Like an alcoholic doomed to die, yet, he continues on drinking, knowing that it’s death in itself. My very personal alluring hell, that I cannot Read more
Emotions methylated, Her dreams syncopated. Quietened by the slumber, A virgin flame burns. And then at once she understood… Through the veil of denial she had betrayed herself. Beyond the reaches of her sanity, Drowned out the girl she once knew. Awakened from the melancholy madness, A constant whisper delivers Read more
Take no heed of her…. She reads a lot of books.―Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair I cannot tell my son I walked to or from school in the snow because I grew up in Arizona. But I have told him I walked home the one mile route from St. Theresa Read more