In a hammock overlooking the Missouri Weightlessness feels like a suspension in time. The sway from the breeze marking the seconds Only so slightly. Energy sweats from the great force below us While forgotten debris drifts in its embrace. Kissed by the river’s great sigh of breath Tender but certain of its presence My face […]
I stepped out into the morning light as I’d done many times before. Like clockwork the sun painted the horizon in its set points and lent its warmth to varying degrees. The sensation was so familiar, I sought it out like a daughter hoping for comfort from the embrace of a parent. With eyes closed, […]
Before I set about writing this, I looked up and around me in desperate attempt to find the words I wanted. Pining for them tends to fail in yielding ample fruit. If any fruit is found, the pickings are slim and of poor taste. Fruit is fruit, though. If I am starving for artistic nutrients […]
Stagnation is nightmare fuel. Anything that settles into idleness breeds poisonous offspring. Still water makes parasites like mosquitoes that spread disease, algae that chokes the life below that stagnant surface. Losing momentum is threatening in that it can bring about imprisonment wherever the feet land last. To become stuck means to become a breeding ground […]
Sunlight acts as a natural source of fuel for the rested diurnal beasts. As it climbs back into a sky once void of its presence, warm orange hues invigorate the sleepy. Songs of birds add to the furor- force the lying to rise. The first moments of transition between unconscious to lucid is like surfacing […]
Something about dark spaces with brief intervals of intense and neon light. Something about bass so deep and penetrating it rattles ribcages. Something about a world that tricks inhabitants into forgetting mortality exists. How, they think, can anything living here ever die? A door opens. Believers file in one after the other. Whatever they leave […]
It’s been a while. Things are different since I last found myself typing words for the purpose of publishing them here. Time passed. A whole world changed. The funny thing about time is that it can morph our interpretations of bizarre situations into ones of normalcy. Mankind’s new routine is as humdrum as before coronavirus’ […]
You are a broken thing, patched together by your own two hands. The work is makeshift and haphazard but it’s honest. Though those pieces may not fit in perfect tandem, the way they connect to create the shape of you is lovely. Not of a straight line but of a path awkwardly traveled. Pieces fell […]
When I was young, the thought of change scared me to death. Nightmares of moving out of my childhood home robbed me of sleep. My heart broke when friends were forced to move away. I wept tears over the transfer of our old refrigerator from the kitchen to the basement. Change was not my friend. […]
There exists a shift from feeling like you’re going to live forever to one where seconds begin slipping like water through the gaps in your fingers. Securing a grip on the time we have is an impossible feat. Yet we are good at lying to ourselves. We reassure our mortal bodies that forever is real, […]
