A Proxigean Spring Tide

A week or so ago, I scribbled down the words, "There has been a significant shift" Weeks prior to the birth of that scribble, the undercurrents of this shift were already working to move me in a direction that I knew I should be headed in. But that's the thing about constantly thinking you know …

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Afraid of the Dark

I looked once, and back again Lifted the quilts that laid against, the bed which gave my dreams a home Under it there was no sight, Of terror that might consume the night A flick of the light and a turn of the knob, Confirmed no shadow led to more Than a closet with a …

Deaf Ears

1/28/2018 I wrote the words below. Found them for the first time since writing them tonight 1/4/2019. It’s amazing how things can change so drastically, and yet be so unchanged. Keeping things to myself in order to preserve them is something I’ve carried with me over the past year. But presently,  I see no benefit …

The Ernest Epiphany

The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable, they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed. - Ernest Hemingway Clearly, I did not write this quote. If you know a passion for understanding others, for reading, …

A Wilder Life

Born on a full moon sky, your heart as large as all the galaxies combined You entered the world, wide eyed and alert And every day since you have carefully observed your surroundings, With big blue eyes, without judgement. You see things as they are, clear of bias You have no expectations, and yet the …

Turbulence

  I miss it, the turbulence. Sick as that is, gnawing at my edges, trembling the tips of my fingers. The never knowing-ever-wondering bliss, of imperfections in a disorganized world. Freedom. Toxicity brimmed choices, bags around my eyes, spotted skin with signs of making decisions that I made on my own, for myself. Cheekbones protruding, …