I’ve been thinking a lot. About my friend’s new puppy. And the dark shadow that prevents her from feeling safe by herself. She cuddles this baby thing, gives him a name. Would he have found his mother if not for the trauma that prefaced his arrival in her life? She tells me his name over […]
Like a flower bud meeting the light of dawn Rays of sun unfurl my layers, akin to petals With nourishment that begs for a presence That is total, unequivocal. I sit perched on a hill near Kypseli. To the west I see the source scattered Over a wide swathe of sea, shimmering. Children play football […]
How strange, the mind. How it parses life out between chapters in two separate timelines. The living stories and the ones that occur in the grips of sleep. So odd! And then the bridge comes in the form of lucidity. Through a lucid dream, two storylines merge for a moment. And then memory becomes a […]
Morning pours into rooms like it always does. Same gold hues flood open walls with light and color. Same warmth kisses cheeks in same splendor. The ritual of returning from slumber remains as it always has. Same. I do not pause to inhale that fresh first breath of daylight like I so often did. I […]
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 […]
The seasonal transition is felt most this time each year. As our clocks step backwards an hour, the days of eternal sun and warm breeze crawl further into memory. Soon we will forget the sensation of seeing the sun set before 6 PM. We will begin to mourn its departure ever sooner as the days […]
To be young is to have a clean slate. To be young and beautiful is godliness. Yes, young and beautiful is the fantasy. The reality of inhabiting this sphere is far less mystical. People forget that youthfulness also comes with a lack of understanding. That being so fresh and green comes with a devastating reality […]
On and on and on. Building blocks of what makes us human, cemented into routine.
Oh, right. Trying for the someteenth time to get my voice out there. I suppose the objectification I endure (and quite enjoy, don’t get me wrong) through flaunting my figure around in front of a camera provides a less than substantial amount of gratification these days. The glamour of being told time and again that […]
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