turning 30 soon

You say, “You must feel so old!” You’re right. I suppose I must. Certainly I cannot feel “young”. I wear compression socks and like to drink hot water. Besides, I did not navigate painstakingly through infancy, toddlerhood, childhood, adolescence, and early adulthood to be called “young” now. It was hard work, aging. Maturing was even […]

10 years later

I wish I could say I forgot But I thought about it all week I remember you said I couldn’t be gay But I still am I don’t remember much of the day But I, of course, remember exactly what I was wearing I don’t remember much about you either But I remember what you […]

More Storms

I have always dreamed of storms. For years, I’ve seen them approach. They were unbearably colossal; I feared their size more than their wrath. Sudden and dreadful, they closed off the sun. I was always alone, my insides full of defeat. I dream of them still. But they are different now, as am I. I […]

I hear it now

The perfect calm of early morning silence. The symphony nature produces when uninterrupted by mundane talk. The divinity of mundane talk when murmured by a good companion. The jingle behind authentic laughter. Capable, wise discussions between intuition and knowledge – and nobody else. Unending echoes of the triumphant roar after defeating demons. Confidence; she’s loud. […]

Something Else

I begged Imagination to be something else. Be hand-eye Coordination. Be test-taking Proficiency. Be Luck. Be Charm. Be Marketability. Be not artistic, not vulnerable, not risky. When it refused to be anything else (because it wanted to be everything) I tried to put it away. I tried tried to bury it in a box. I […]

The Urban Wilds

Outside near my office in the city, another tree just quit.  When I arrived years ago, there was one dead tree. I remember thinking it looked odd amongst the healthy, manicured ones that lined the sidewalks within perfect squares of dirt. The landscaping surprised and delighted me at first. It just makes me sad now. […]

Silent and Still

I turned my phone off. Did they think I don’t care? My mind had to rest. Very rarely do the needs, though. Best case, I worry too much; worst, I coddle and stunt. And without experiencing the consequences, It cannot follow that they’ll learn from their nightmares. Failed good intentions may have paved the way […]

slack

I wrote this some time ago, but did not publish it. I think a friend may need to read it now though. I promise it gets easier to put your insides back together, Sherri. <3 slack you never wanted to hold hands so we walked with a ribbon tied from my waist to yours when […]

parts of speech

You say you hate your voice and that makes me sad. I love your voice. Its uniqueness is one of the first things I noticed about you. I said I didn’t want to forget what you sound like but we both hate the phone, so we went on the first date. You know, you actually […]

Unconditional Love is Not Romantic.

I learned something: if you want a lover (and you’re under no obligation there), don’t settle for less than someone who understands and can provide your version of love. Here are some thoughts on mine. Unconditional Love is Not Romantic. Because compulsory devotion is not attractive. Nobody should idealize the notion of automatic dedication. If […]

Before I go

They have to go first, please. Sometimes I get angry with myself for having held onto them for too long.  They kept me afloat when storms raged and aglow when skies darkened. For considerable time I couldn’t have released them because they were effective life support. I sustain myself now. Fairness and pain no longer […]

Words

–You like your poetry with a bit of rhyme. So I threw some into here (kind of, sometimes).– Some prefer pictures. Others scoff, “They’re not deeds.” But words still mean so much to someone like me. Authors weave their text while extroverts talk lots. I’ll always be both if I like it or not. We’ve […]