The Runner
There’s a new softness in my belly. At fourteen, this would frighten me. Thinness and hardness indications of worth an inner *cha-ching* as my body sells the world an idea.…
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Too long
When you have so little patience the whole world takes too long: the coffee pot brewing in the morning dinner at the end of day and standing in line for…
No Permission Slip Needed
I’m going on a field trip to that place deep in my mind. It’s dark in there and its terrain is of the slippery sloping kind. I have bundled up…
Note to a Stranger
You’re a stranger yet a friend with your leashed up dog in hand. I see you walking down my street– just another doggo with his man. My boxer, Blue, he…
It’s going into storage
Can I please see my childhood memories, every little one? I’d like to wrap them gently and snuggle them in boxes; I’d like to know they’re all still there and…
New Year Lesson
I’m relearning all the lessons remembering what I forgot, this year has been quite a pill swallowed and then caught in my throat where chakra’s blue was supposed to grunt…
Perhaps it’s the way life goes.
There’s something about the inner workings of a clock on the kitchen wall. Perhaps it’s the way the gears click together and roll in unison, tick tock tick as her…
Our last phone call and I didn’t say I love you.
Hello? Yes, it’s me. I’m here. What did you say? It sounds like you’re miles away. Yes, I know. It’s like that here, too. Oh that? That’s just my dog…
