I built a tiny box inside my head, filled it with the small thoughts and little fears scattered like freckles on my soul. But it got too full. So I built a bigger box, with a pretty lid hinged like a treasure chest, and buried more things inside. I carved into the sides hard warnings … Continue reading April 30 : Culmination
Avocados Outlived by the fruit flies hovering as it ripens. Watermelon A field of drums-- born from sun and soil. Strawberries Hearts rolled in sugar to mask the bitterness inside. Tomato Thin skin somehow keeps the red from spilling out.
After a long day-- a longer pause. When the alarm goes off at 4:30 yes-- in the morning, and the shift starts at 6:30 half a county away and goes for who-knows-how-many more hours until my tired feet hit home... And then it's kids-that-aren't-even-mine and maybe a meeting and a moment to myself because dear god … Continue reading April 28 : On Living Well
Remember me in this laurel crown wrapped in gold and roses painted red a fitting piece to match my black gown that I'll wear when I'm finally dead.
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
Typewriter Moon 