Losing him
I remember believing with everything I had, that I could never love anyone more than her – And then I had him. And what breaks my heart and fills it at the same time, is that he’ll find the love of his...
View ArticleTeddy and the tomb poem
Finding myself on a hamster wheel. I reached out tonight to a friend so I wouldn’t be morose in bed, hugging on to my teddy – my 40 year old touchstone. I’m tired of listening to my own thoughts, so I...
View ArticleTangled, tongue-tied. And how friends are like combs …
Well, well, well. Once again, the universe responded to my venting with a loving, ‘why do you keep forgetting that you are not forgotten?!’ moment. I don’t know how many more of them I get – so I...
View ArticleI am paper
I am paper. thin, pale, plain, erased, opened, read, rewritten. I ache for words, art, stories, correspondence, original thoughts, secrets I am permanently marked, inked, shaded, impressed upon I am...
View Article2013
Filled with moments I’ve learned to treasure and to stay in as long as I could I’ve laughed with my whole heart lingered there until the last exhale I learned to cry to release – but not to wallow let...
View ArticleCaramels
I sometimes sit and watch people and cock my head in wonder. Other people confuse me. I don’t understand you. Not because I don’t care or because I’m incapable. But because I am unlike you and like you...
View ArticleSharp grasses
My mind buzzes like flying things – resting in sharp grasses. A new thought becomes a rock, tossed into my nest. Distruption – panicked flight. In the air and frantically assessing! Slowing to settle...
View ArticlePass as Paper
Some weeks pass as paper – crossed off day by day. I’ve begun to feel the future as a countdown to ‘too late’. It used to be different – there was something to look forward to at the completion of...
View Articleit is in the pause
It is in the quiet moments the noticing of shadows Light solitary mornings starry skied nights head tilted back staring It is in moments of pause between a thought and writing it down It is while...
View ArticleI’ve always been a little macabre – but my handwriting got better
While cleaning like a mad woman this weekend (due to an ant invasion following one of our monsoon storms) I came across some ancient writings. Barely legible – i decoded them. Turns out they were...
View ArticleRandom
Me and my curls that I straighten The words that I don’t The life that I live Without living Me and my car that I drive And don’t wash The tires that crunch each morning Me and the road that we live on...
View Articlelantern son
Me: But you’re the light of my life! Nic: maybe you need to find more lanterns. And I’m losing him, in my needing. And I’ve lost him in my antiquated metaphors. and I love him beyond the lanterns.
View ArticlePenelope
Her absence is ubiquitous. In her home, at the park. in our lives. Her love is infinite. We still feel it. Countries away! Her strength is unlike anything I can be. And she’s unafraid to say – I’m...
View ArticlePromises
Ashes fell on me Creped skin Regrets Promises each day of a new beginning My abused temple Modified Sacrificed Ignored …
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