This Isn’t A Painting

The moon shining in through the window, bright as the sun at noon. I capture this photo with my phone that doesn’t have night mode. It looks more like a painting than an actual photograph. The colors are muted through the lens looking into the darkness. The outline of the room still appears in tact.Continue reading “This Isn’t A Painting”

What Cannot Be Controlled

“I’m the vice president of panic, and the president is missing.” – Paige Lewis My right eye is filling up with water As soon as it meets the morning light. I am afraid to look at today’s news. I wonder which version of events are worth clinging to. I want to remember this moment likeContinue reading “What Cannot Be Controlled”

Mantra for the Madness

The sounds of a cold echo between buildings. He ignores the coughing and sneezing, Turning up the volume on his headphones, Blasting a rock song into his brain. Everyone’s worried for no reason. That’s his mantra for the madness. He walks into a bar as rain begins to fall. There are people gathered together inContinue reading “Mantra for the Madness”

Change in Vision

Once again, I’m dealing with a shift of something I cannot control. My eyes are at the mercy of time and decrease swelling. This last week, I’ve noticed an increase of in double vision. In looking at my phone or reading a book, words split suddenly. This morning, I woke up to a reality hoveringContinue reading “Change in Vision”

Something Meaningful

When I was a kid, I used to express my opinion to the other kids as though what I had to say would somehow be useful to them. I was speaking in the way children often copy adults. I didn’t know the gravity of the words I was using. I just knew they made meContinue reading “Something Meaningful”