Ghosts

There is something about this time of year … The air. The light. The memories.

I think about the smell of the burning leaf piles, the feel of flannel and fuzzy sweaters, pumpkin pulp squishing in my hands, the way the cold crisp air made the stars seem extra bright … Read the rest

The Nile

“Daddy, what’s your favorite food?”  It’s just one of those random questions my daughter asks me from time to time. “Barbeque.”

She stares at me confused. “You don’t eat meat!”  

“True, but I’m blessed with a great memory.”  I lovingly describe the BBQ brisket my dad would make – a … Read the rest

Isn’t it …

I spent the holiday weekend at a friend’s house. She called me a few days prior to tell me she was fired from her job, unceremoniously and unexpectedly. I felt her pain like it was my own. This was her future and now it’s gone –  abruptly snatched away. “Let’s … Read the rest

… a small, quiet room

I’m finding that while I’m writing and spilling my thoughts and emotions onto the virtual pages here, I can’t finish.  I search for a satisfying conclusion and there’s nothing.  It’s not so much writer’s block as an inability to focus – too many competing ideas, too many daily responsibilities for … Read the rest

Quote

A Kiss

And sometimes it is
loss
that we lose,
and sometimes
it is just lips. When I was
a child, I would ask my mother

to tuck me
in, wrap me tight in blankets,
make me into a burrito.

Sometimes I would wait in bed,
pressing my body stiff, like a
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Context

Surrender can be a conscious decision or an unconscious one. I fought the good fight long after the war was lost. Eventually I raised the white flag.

I’m selling the house,” I’m told. “Please don’t … at least for now.” If only for the sake of the girls … Read the rest

Completely

Sylvia Plath is shorthand for talented, emotionally fragile and ultimately doomed artists. I’ve found her name generally illicits blank stares or occasionally a snicker. While sticking one’s head in an unlit gas oven isn’t the most romantic of deaths, give her credit for creatively departing this mean old world – … Read the rest

Timeless

“Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.”
― Rumi

Words of wisdom with a decidedly modern ring to them despite being written almost a thousand years ago.

I know his observation about the bonds between people are as true today … Read the rest

it never gets easier

“I know that’s what people say– you’ll get over it. I’d say it, too. But I know it’s not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won’t forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the woman reminds you of her.”

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