Christmas Music

I started playing Christmas Music in early November. I listen to it while I write, I write wherever the music takes me. I see Christmas lights being put up earlier this year. We put ours up this weekend, A reminder of how odd this year has been. The Christmas spirit brings people comfort. Comforts haveContinue reading “Christmas Music”

Polar Bear

For Marsha. If you’re a polar bear, you see differently. You see beauty in the ordinary, Details in the smallest of places, You visualize instead of problem solve. You’re a poet, writer, artist, painter. You strive to show your perspective Through the work you create. Creating art comes as naturally as breathing. You can seeContinue reading “Polar Bear”

Dancing in the Streets

There were people dancing in the streets All over the states on Saturday. A collective sigh of relief was had by those Who had been filled with anxiety And fear for the last four years. Anticipation for normalcy and steadiness, Instead of divineness and unpredictability Expanded quickly as music started playing, And cars started honking.Continue reading “Dancing in the Streets”

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”

Nothing In Particular

Rain begins to fall in late afternoon. The summer breeze is relaxing on my skin. Solitude to calm the mind as I sit outside is embraced like a friend I haven’t seen in a while. A bee flies from one sunflower to another. I watch without fear comforted by the distance between the flower andContinue reading “Nothing In Particular”

Coldplay at Dusk

I watch the sky turn from light yellow to cotton-candy pink within a matter of minutes The evening air is neither hot nor cold I’m comfortable in a sweater It slides down my left shoulder I don’t bother to fix it I listen to Coldplay’s Yellow, Orphans, & Fix You I watch the light fadeContinue reading “Coldplay at Dusk”

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”

How I Stay Sane

Inspired by #IKeepMyselfSaneBy on Twitter. I limit how much news I watch and read. I write every day. I drink water. I read books. I go for walks with my dog. I hang out with my cat. I FaceTime with friends. I do yoga. I go the therapy. I meditate a lot. I color inContinue reading “How I Stay Sane”

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”

Some Good News

John Krasinski launched a YouTube show the other day called Some Good News. I watched the first episode and simultaneously laughed and cried. I’ve been relishing in good content as much as I possibly can. Whether it’s cute animal videos on TikTok (links below) or watching late-night talk show hosts work from home, anything thatContinue reading “Some Good News”