Purchasing (a Memory)
This year I was in a Walgreens on Christmas Day. I bought the press on nails, gold and glittered, because it brought me back to moments I never remember to…
Month: December 2019
Letter to a Younger Me
Dear Barbara, Life moves. Things change. YOU change. It’s absolutely okay not to know how to move with it. But you will, and you do, and it’s imperfect and wonderful…
Do you know the feeling
Of a warm dog pressed against your back As you find yourself Sandwiched Between him and a man Who’s softly snoring And the dog begins to snore too Prompting you…
Comfort Zone
It’s easier to sit inside with comfortable parts of me But when I step out the door I grow unexpectedly. My mind fills like a garden Absorbing rainfall from the…
The Result of Thought
My obsession with self awareness isn’t bright enough to light up the dark room I seem to be locked in. Wait there is no key. because there’s no keyhole no…
The Day Between 