Dwelling on goodbye-- a firm farewell to the mid section of the last decade of my Youth. Tomorrow brings a solid footstep toward the next chapter in my book. I wake up 28, which sounds so serious, and possibly erroneous, because just yesterday wasn't I only 21? Twenty one on the cusp of full adulthood, fresh … Continue reading April 26 : Last Days
A clean, springtime day. All you need-- a light jacket. Shh... this is cheating.
The week ahead-- full. Nights spent drunk with love and light. Wrapped in velvet and whiskey. My birthday is soon. Four days left till twenty eight. I put on my crown.
Little blue dot, so small and pale. A freckle on the shoulder of the Universe. Soil, handfuls of dirt so dark and damp. Six foot blanket of Goodbye. Mother, life-bringer and nurturer. She wears no crown but she is Queen.
I hear it's a common complaint-- the alarm clock. It is jarring, grating, aggressively braying, the digital jackass sitting on my side table. Wearily each night I plug in my time, a begrudging tap-tap-tap to 4:30 every day and squint through tired eyes as it tells me just how long I have-- down to the … Continue reading April 21 : On Alarm Clocks