Yesterday, I went for a walk. I wore shorts. There was a change in the air. Spring is right around the corner. Warm weather is here! I walked for almost an hour. I took my time appreciating nature and the air in my lungs. Last week, I had hurt the muscles in-between my ribs whileContinue reading “Spring is Right Around the Corner”
Category Archives: Prose
Deep Breathing
I have found that if I begin my day in a meditative state, I’m more likely to have a better day than if I just get up and go. I spend about ten minutes or so breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth with a panda eye pillow over my eyes. IContinue reading “Deep Breathing”
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Ice cold air, sliding doors frozen shut, inhales that burn your lungs, shivers that last for days. Single digit temperatures transition into the negatives during the night last until morning. It’s too cold, too too cold. Too cold to do anything outside. The day’s activities consist of sitting by the fire, hiding under blankets, workingContinue reading “0”
Cat Feet
When my cat sits on my lap, his feet stick straight in the air, toes spread apart, reminding me of seagull’s feet. I’m well aware this won’t last for longer than a minute, My arms around his stomach holds him in place. His front paws are holding onto my arms. Once he squirms, I letContinue reading “Cat Feet”
Walk on Saturday
I’m reminded of how grateful I am to breathe without major problems. I have breathing problems, but I’m not sick. These days, breathing gets put into perspective. The scars on my lungs will forever hinder my inhales and exhales. The colder it is, the harder it is to inhale without pain. A stabbing feeling overwhelmsContinue reading “Walk on Saturday”
Mendy
She’s a complicated old girl, Around sixteen years old. Scared of footsteps and loud noise. She scurries away when the dog barks. Her nickname is the Ghost Cat, Because she’s rarely seen by anyone. Her only human is my mom. She follows her around And sits by her when she can. She ignores me, theContinue reading “Mendy”
The Journey of a Baby Plant
The plant I got for my birthday Withers in the cold air. It doesn’t do well in winter. The top of it’s stem is pink, Stressed from too much sun. I set it in the window sill And forgot to move it back To the small plate on the corner Of my desk where itContinue reading “The Journey of a Baby Plant”
Where Do We Go From Here?
The question I keep asking myself. I don’t have an answer. I don’t think anyone does. We stared at screens As we watched Everything unravel. It was a train wreck But we couldn’t look away. How could this be happening? Why isn’t anyone stopping this? More questions we asked. We know more now. But itContinue reading “Where Do We Go From Here?”
To Mold A Story
The paths I walked along in summer Are now muddy from fallen snow. Autumn leaves stick around in early winter. The cold air freezes rain. It’s hard to breathe when I can see my breath. I stay inside, wearing fuzzy socks and warm sweatpants. My cardigan has pockets big enough to hold my Kindle. TheContinue reading “To Mold A Story”
Sunset
Some nights, I look up towards The sky as the sun is setting And I’ll see a masterpiece In front of me. Gigantic clouds reflecting the sun, smaller ones not in the way of light. A reminder of how small we are Compared to the sky above. It’s one of those nights Where a beautifulContinue reading “Sunset”
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