Last Thoughts and Final Pages
I’ve decided to wrap up this particular blog, mostly because it’s no longer what it was supposed to be. Instead … Continue reading Last Thoughts and Final Pages
A Head Full of Hell: How We Talk to Ourselves.
I used to call them my “Emo Days,” with an inflection of disdain, an inherent curled lip for what I … Continue reading A Head Full of Hell: How We Talk to Ourselves.
Among the Treasure Houses
The sum of my worldly goods Would not fill even one hand Cupped, as if to measure salt. Yet the … Continue reading Among the Treasure Houses
Brave New World on the Back of a Grocery List
Late January, rainy Saturday. Precipitation, precipitated, not quite Steady enough for the wipers. Here, my existence shrinks to a bubble … Continue reading Brave New World on the Back of a Grocery List
Let’s Have More of That: Life and My Version of Type II Fun
Today is November 21st, which is 18 days before my birthday. Am I asking for birthday presents? No, not yet. … Continue reading Let’s Have More of That: Life and My Version of Type II Fun
The Hot Mess of Life in Progress
I am not a hopeless case. Of course, no one really wants to read about someone who is depressed, except … Continue reading The Hot Mess of Life in Progress
In Bare Feet
The day collapsed in upon itself An exhausted skin of heat and humidity Freckled with the promise of mosquito bites. … Continue reading In Bare Feet
