__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/29/17 11:21pm A dying rash of poison ivy pulses on my wrist, taking it’s last breaths as I jog an old path, where once I had a wish. A wish for new blood, despite scars of past rives along my body. I wanted again to face off with my experience that I am alive. Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/27/17 4:07pm Folding laundry on my bed. So simple. So simple. I think of Men. And of Love. Tremendous searing love like Oh that’s me! That’s me! That’s All of me there with you, all of you (each one of you and singularly ALL of the preciousness of each individual you) in my memory Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/26/17 10:28pm Dried yellow petals on my dark, black desk are begging my attention. They are ready to be thrown away after months sitting by my side and my heart stopped for a moment! What will I do when they’re gone? * But perhaps they have seen enough of me. Full up on the Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/25/17 5:51pm I was handed a napkin with three words written on it: I, Was, Once. They were spaced out in different spots inside the white square. I was asked to fill in the blank space. And so it came to me, inside a haze of beer and intellectual challenge, staring at the white Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/22/17 12:37pm When all else fails: One Red Branch amongst the green. Oh, right. Yes, of course: * A large curl of birch bark inside a loving home, I looked upon an hour ago. With curls inside of curls. A proclamation: “I have much to say. I curl in expression of each next Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/20/17 2:18am I only want to play! I only want to play! I only want to play! …I was born thinking this could be great, but it seems too much. …A memory of those words sliding through my mind. Little eels swimming through my mind, these ribbons of words that once were present. __________________________________________________________________________________________
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/17/17 8:30pm Today I consider the calluses on my feet. Should I scrape them away when they are produced by the raw power of my power, walking determinately across the varying terrains of my life, regardless of protective footwear? Footwear will not decide the pace or strength of my stride for if I feel Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/16/17 3:35pm My mind can’t think and I wonder what is surrounding my brain in the moments it is squeezed shut without air for new thought; and how the only way to ease the constriction is to write words on a page. Any words at all. The squeezed thoughts: …When we cry in front Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/15/17 3:37pm I have been covered in kisses for three weekends straight. Today I have been kissed almost at the exact center of my chest – just touching the spot where the top of my heart lies. It feels perfect, for I love my friend who leaves her lipstick all over me. We like Read More …
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 7/13/17 10:28am I am the lizard girl. I am not too good to sit on hot concrete, under the sun, to wait for the returning bus, after missing my initial stop. No, I will not bemoan a chance to bask in heat and light, squatting unsheltered on crumbled, black, ground and sighing up to Read More …