“Go sell crazy someplace else, we’re all stocked up here.” —Jack Nicholson, As Good As It Gets Like many Americans, this past week found me standing between empty grocery store shelves as older adults around me shook their heads, stating that they’ve never seen anything like this. March of 2020 will go down in history … Continue reading Panic At The Winco!
“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” John Milton, Paradise Lost Dry eyes stared unblinking through the windshield, until cars, and lights, and asphalt became an almost unintelligible blur. I had cried out all my tears again. Nothing remained except a sharp, insistent … Continue reading A Hell of Heaven: Moments That Define
Five minutes to noon. I drag my rebellious body from the covers, forcing my heavy limbs to move up and down and forward, slowly making my way down the hallway. I couldn’t even attempt to stand up before now. My heart flutters and thunders irregularly. Racing. Aching. Breath comes only in short gasps. In the … Continue reading No Matter What, Keep Starting Over!
I just heard it again yesterday: “Adulting is hard.” We all can relate to that reality, but the mode of expression always brings a chuckle to my internal self. During my college years, I remember watching the rise of this verbal extension (adulting) with some amusement, and I’ve wondered if there’s ever been a generation … Continue reading Childhood Is Overrated
~Don’t be a hypocrite. If you wish others to be open minded, open your own mind.~ I have a little confession to make—I don’t like one-way streets! In all my years I never have been able to settle upon even one good reason for their existence. Apparently the system was first introduced to London in … Continue reading One Way Streets
Over the course of perhaps two years, the seasons (like my life) waxed and waned with inscrutable contradiction. It had remained warm throughout the winter that year, only to turn cold in the spring. As occurs with many things, time at last revealed answers to the unanswered—another painful mercy. Yet for so long, it … Continue reading Remember Love
You are of earth and blood, dear friend I am the sea and sky Two worlds within a universe One spirit and one light How in this vast expanding dark Did you and I collide? With stars and dust and fire burst You, beautiful surprise You pulled me down like gravity Your energy is mine … Continue reading Earth and Blood
Your space inside is cleaner now Cubes of cardboard neatly stacked And packing tape As fragments from the ground return Levitating to my chest And entering Though maybe not in prior form They’re taking shape behind my ribs And thundering My blood returning to my veins Transform these wounds to jagged lines Along my skin … Continue reading A Kind of Recovery
The artist, with her palette case Stood in the city square Her skirt reached to the cobblestones Her slender arms were bare And sprinkled round her naked feet Were colors of the rain Where she lingered in the twilight And before the dawn she came Not a shadow of pretension Issued from her steady gaze … Continue reading A Poetry Debut