Why do you worry? Don’t say you’re sorry. You know me. You see the unseen. Don’t complicate things. I know the lines bleed, But you read between them. You complete me. I told you don’t worry. You can trust me, … Continue reading Sincerely
I hate Valentine’s Day. By this I mean the commercialized version. In fact, I rag pretty hard on it the days leading up to its celebration. I love true, genuine love, probably excessively. The compass for this true love is … Continue reading Love.
Here’s the script and how it usually plays out. I open the weathered front door of my parent’s yellow Cape Cod style house and stumble into the kitchen groggily. Mumbling under my breath, wincing at every loud noise I make, … Continue reading Sixty-four and more.
Nothing is so vulnerable as nakedness. Before you get any ideas, I don’t mean solely physically–though that too is the concrete epitome of vulnerability. But for me, and for many, there is something more scary than our outward nakedness being … Continue reading Naked
There comes a point when you have to let go, whether it’s a person, people, friends, family, situations, food, your body. The idea of control is an illusion, a complete fallacy. Generally speaking, the things we attempt to control end … Continue reading Short Stories 3.
“What did you take?” the nurse asked. “He didn’t say.” And that was that; my mind trailed off, lost and removed from a sentence I couldn’t finish. I couldn’t make sense of what was happening. I drowsily let my eyes … Continue reading Short Stories 2
You made your decision, That life was worth living, Without me, Without me. Now you’re out of time, And I’m out of reach. I swore I would never sing about these kind of things. Yet you brought the memories; Rose … Continue reading Into The Sea
You are not your failures. You are not your shortcomings. You are not your weaknesses. You are not your circumstances. If you can lay hold of your identity, not defined and confined by your deeds and doings, but who you … Continue reading Major Keys
3/17/18: Green eyes. 🍀 I’m the only one in my family with green and color changing eyes. Throughout the years I noted that even people that married into our family had blue eyes. I was always jealous of blue eyes. … Continue reading Green Eyes.
I’m still writing about what hurts. My first official blog post on this site was just over a year ago and it began with: “Well, this is not a novel–yet–so in proper form, I present a good ole, perhaps mistake-ridden, … Continue reading The Pain Game.