Through My Son's Eyes
posted over 4 years ago, updated about 1 hour later | 4 comments
Sometimes I look at my son and my heart just breaks...he cannot always make eye contact with me the way other kids do...he cannot always speak to me in words that articulate what he needs to say...he cannot always distinguish what is real and what...
Cold Cuts
posted over 4 years ago, updated 14 minutes later | 0 comments
In the delicatessen of life...stay out of the meat slicer
Primers
posted over 4 years ago, updated about 3 hours later | 1 comment
I am a good reader...a very good reader, in fact...it was a talent that the nuns were quite happy about...in the world of Catholic school education, a good reader was embraced...it was like we were the chosen...God loves good readers...I became a ...
But once
posted over 4 years ago, updated 3 minutes later | 0 comments
You hesitate. And then slowly turn to catch of glimpse of what could have been...but, just for that night. In the firelight, you see the soft look in my grey/blue eyes and the corners of my mouth turned up ever so slightly. I reach for the black, ...
The World
posted over 4 years ago | 1 comment
there are times in the world when we look to a stranger
to relieve our life fears and deflect our life's danger
when the tightrope of time has exhausted our balance
and the merry-go-round gives us but only one chance
we embrace those who are like ...
to relieve our life fears and deflect our life's danger
when the tightrope of time has exhausted our balance
and the merry-go-round gives us but only one chance
we embrace those who are like ...
Sad Things
posted over 4 years ago, updated 25 minutes later | 1 comment
...for some reason, when I write, I write about sad things...and I always thought that it was because deep, deep down in the very core I was a sad person...an angsty, brooding soul...I guess that is what I thought writers were...angsty folks...I e...
Snowflakes
posted over 4 years ago, updated 5 minutes later | 0 comments
they say people are like snowflakes...no two are alike...and when too many of them band together, the shovels come out
Light of Day
posted over 4 years ago, updated over 2 years later | 1 comment
..she lie there replaying the night before...too much was said, too much was unsaid...it had always been that way...she was left to her own resources to find meaning...if there was meaning...the elation, the frenetic connections, the marathon runs...
