One Week

I’m writing thisfrom a placeof clarity,the place I get to beone week a monthor 12 days if I’m lucky.The haze had cleared,the spirals have settled,I can pinpoint my feelingsand work through themin more balanced ways.I’m not swinging from oneemotional extreme to the other.I don’t take things as personally.The lens I look atmy life throughisn’t asContinue reading “One Week”

Fades To Blue

There’s light in the darkness,you just have to find it.When everything floats away from you,you can’t focus on anythingbeyond the buzzing sound your fear makes in your thoughts.You float away in your daydreaming,you stay there for years without seeing.It becomes your norm overnight,you follow the phases of the moon,count on one hand the shooting starsyouContinue reading “Fades To Blue”

These Lonesome Lines Were Lying Around

We only accept change after its happened.We live amongst each other,keeping our space while still acknowledging we share the same air whether we like it or not.The less we knew, the less we continued to care.We cared until we moved on to other things. It happened gradually over a year or two.The obsessions we hadContinue reading “These Lonesome Lines Were Lying Around”

Ring of Fire in Winter

I watch with bated breathon my phone of images of LAgoing up in flame.An eerie glimpse ofthe future is here,when the city of starsbecomes engulfed ina ring of fire,it leaves me wonderinghow climate change willimpact life going forward.It doesn’t snow in New Englandthe way it once did,strong winds move throughthe winter months withan occasional dusting.TheContinue reading “Ring of Fire in Winter”

Capturing A Feeling In Time

Time moved slow today,like it did when I was a child.It’s a beautiful thingto regain a part of meI thought was lost in my childhood,succumbed to timeand disassociating aging.Alas I have garnered it,made it my own,welcomed it whole.Sometimes it’s best tofeel the slowness of timehow the day moves at the paceyou choose to be presentwithContinue reading “Capturing A Feeling In Time”

White Noise

I end the year feeling achy.This has been a time Filled with much personal growthIt’s hard work to look in the mirrorAnd understand my patterns.Connect the dots of the pastSo I no longer feel numb.My emotions I suppressed for so long.I can be so mean to myself-A subconscious habit that becameWhite noise in my brainContinue reading “White Noise”