Deep Life Questing in Concentrated Form.
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9/16/17 11:27pm _______________________________________________________________________________________ A ladybug landed, audibly, bouncing my ears to attention, on the lamp next to the fish tank where the fish had died not even a month ago, and I knew you were gone. I thought at first I was arrogant to think you would come to visit me. I am not even Read More …
9/14/17 9:02pm _____________________________________________________________________________________ Does your phone receive photos? I’d like to send her a photo of the sunset if it does. * I wonder if she’ll see one before she goes. Or if the hospital room is ok as a last view, if her family is there. Or, what’s before you is what’s before you; Read More …
9/13/17 5:53pm _____________________________________________________________________________________ I ran by the tree that used to have wishes hanging from it. I hung one there too, once, years ago. It came true. * There was an oily smear on the concrete trail beside the tree. I knew what it meant, and looked up. Yes, the beehive was gone too. * Read More …
_________________________________________________________________________________________ 8/1/17 5:45am Fade in lightly like the sunrise, I am now with the bird calls of morning; crisp even in the summertime. My skin says, Yes. But, Now may not be what I think it is. My skin says, Yes. _________________________________________________________________________________________
__________________________________________________________________________________________ 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. __________________________________________________________________________________________