Keep The Peace

I bite my tongue to not make a remark I will regret. I taste blood without feeling the pain of the pinch. It will heal, forming a scar on my tongue I will never see. Keep the peace. Keep the peace. Keep the peace. It’s the only mantra that keeps me sane. You confuse respectContinue reading “Keep The Peace”

Happiness

Autumn crisp Changing leaves Drives with no destination Long walks while listening to audiobooks Chapters ending on cliffhangers Episodes ending on cliffhangers Inclusivity in TV shows Books I can’t put down Listening to old songs Discovering new songs Talking to friends over FaceTime Writing down my feelings Meditating without distractions Beautiful sunsets, rare moons StarsContinue reading “Happiness”

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”

The Very Unhealthy Air Quality Gave Me A Headache

Masks for COVID doubles as mask for very unhealthy air quality. I go to the gas station the day before a snow storm. In summer! It’s supposed to snow and there are still green leaves on trees. It’s early September but it’s clear climate change doesn’t care What time of year we’re in. Early September!Continue reading “The Very Unhealthy Air Quality Gave Me A Headache”

Central Park, Deck 8

The one place I can find peace and quiet. Central Park, Deck 8. Above me, chaos ensues. Children screaming, parents yelling. The beauty of being on a large boat. I sit under the shade of a cabana With a Starbucks and a book. I try to write but I can’t think of anything. Too muchContinue reading “Central Park, Deck 8”

36th Street

After a long day of speech therapy and wandering around the city, I take a shortcut to return back to my hotel. 36th street. A random street. The sun has disappeared behind the clouds. The street is quiet, a welcomed change from Park Avenue. I’m halfway down between Park and Lexington when I notice aContinue reading “36th Street”

Grateful

The morning began with stillness. I watched as the sun rose over the horizon and filtered through the trees, still half asleep. My mother’s childhood bedroom, flower wallpaper, a quilt on the chair in the corner, two small vases on the window sill. I’d wake up most mornings I slept here and watched this viewContinue reading “Grateful”

Uncertain Spring

The first quote in The New York Time’s Plague Season, Through the Eyes of Writers is by Virginia Woolf. “It was an uncertain spring.” Uncertain is a good way to put it. We don’t know how long this will last or what will happen when life is allowed to slowly wake up again. There’s aContinue reading “Uncertain Spring”

Simmering Frustration with Compassion

I’m walking down a trail, the concrete is hard beneath my feet. I feel my legs moving me forward. I cross back and forth from the sidewalk to grass, grass to sidewalk, sidewalk back to grass, then back to the sidewalk, when I pass by people. I’ve realized most walk in clusters, uncertain of whatContinue reading “Simmering Frustration with Compassion”

The Best Christmas Gift

Thirteen years ago today, my parents took me to PetSmart after speech therapy to look at the cats. We had gotten a cat earlier in the year who turned out to be kind of a dud. She was sweet but full of nerves (still is). Little did I know, my parents had been to PetSmartContinue reading “The Best Christmas Gift”