Typing Insanity

Waking with one thought too similar to, “Oh no,” I realize I’ve committed to Camp NaNoWriMo. A mountain’s worth of words awaiting my invention an insane amount of work requiring Continue Reading →

Holding Tight to Toxicity

What is this thing you do? You don’t wish to die alone and so you hold tight to your humiliator, your abuser, your apathetic acquaintances, your toxic friends… Sit. Think. Continue Reading →

Dancing in Colors

One for artists… for the life surging in the veins. Dancing in colors, vivid always, but not the same. Escaping noire and mysteries telling lies. Becoming fantasy, a life so Continue Reading →

Escaping Victimhood

Waiting for the other shoe to drop, the first a gentle tap, the second a casket lid closing, an echo spilling grief in your lap. It’s emptiness in a bottle Continue Reading →

No Longer Waiting

Seeing the end, ignoring and denying becoming wondering and knowing. Understanding might be wisdom, but it’s also inner reality, truths we can touch within. Who, then, to love, if not Continue Reading →