I don’t hate you, not at all. In fact we need each other. But you– You don’t understand my role in it all. You just keep reaching for my light, Nourished by my boundless energy: How I can dance on paper walls And fill a room Until it’s bursting at the seams with brightness. Your… Continue reading Photosynthesis.
Three-hundred and sixty odd days ago They told me I wouldn’t see you again. I tried to look back, Recapitulate the last time I saw you But couldn’t find the memory: I couldn’t rub away the layer of film over the dirty lens of life to reach you on the other side. Life does that: Pulls… Continue reading 6.19.16: Daniel
Sunday night. Low key. Four late-twentysomethings sit in a self-proclaimed “New Zealand” bar in the Financial District. We muse about growing up in the 90s… Nerf guns, Creepy Crawlers, Doug and Patty Mayonnaise. Someone holds a candle up to their face and starts reciting the Midnight Society speech from Are You Afraid of the Dark? only to have… Continue reading Poor Donatello
Crimson curtains around
Softest sweaters drawn around
Wooly sock feet,
Hot frothing foam and
Today is Day 6 of my writing challenge. The word ‘challenge’ certainly rings true today. I can barely see the computer screen because I’m currently writing this from inside a mountain of snotty tissues. No amount of wool socks, cozy sweaters, mint tea or vegan peanut butter cookies seem to be making me feel better.… Continue reading The Gifts of Imperfection
Day 5: Try Something New Tuesday We’ve all been in a situation like this… You and your friend have had a laughter-filled lunch of catching up together when the waiter brings the check. Your friend says, “I’ve got this,” as she pulls the billfold toward her. You say “I can’t let you do that,” or “No, let… Continue reading Take the Damn Gift!
Day 4: Mindfulness Monday “Blood Moon” Last night I stood under a canopy of stars staring at a swollen, tangerine moon on a bolt of Prussian blue silk stretched across the sky. I remembered how, as children we’d put a ball in our rainbow parachute; together we’d throw the ball up to the sky, higher than the clouds. Now it’s… Continue reading Mindfulness Monday—Blood Moon