Ethical Rage

Whew! It looks like I as in a mood last night. Luckily for me, writing seems to help ease my mind. I am feeling much better today and still a bit raspy. After I made my post last night, I remembered that I had written on the subject of rage and anger before. October 25th,2021... Continue Reading →

I’m Angry

There are some days you just feel like screaming at the top of your lungs in the car. I have realized after I do such a thing I sound like Kathleen Turner but a little raspier. It is kind of what I wish I sounded like day to day. It's pretty sexy sounding to me... Continue Reading →

Two Years – Human Construct

January 10th, 2022 is the day the tumor on my ovary was removed with a full hysterectomy. In a follow up visit I heard the words "stage IV" at which time I immediately shut down. I could not hear anything or take in any words. I started rocking back and forth repeating the mantra "this... Continue Reading →

a poem – Snazy

A timeless living statue  that I worshipped as my god.  The smell of his pipe. The gruff of his voice.  His obstinance in good humor.  A charming magician  that could do no wrong in my eyes.  Manhattan in hand.  Tending to his rose bushes.  Go pick an orange of the tree he would tell us. ... Continue Reading →

a poem – 1:04am

1:04am NIghttime The words come to me The sirens in the background  and the muffler of one car accelerating  In the distance a helicopter Busy night I hope folks are alright Although I know they are not Each box asleep or awake Holds its own  October 27, 2021

Propagating Succulents

Unrooted, grounded but floating. I think of the baby succulents I have been propagating. The newly picked or fallen leaves lay upon the soil to dry out a bit at the site where they were separated from the plant from which they grew. They lay upon a shallow layer of soil slowly growing roots towards... Continue Reading →

A Good Dinner Party

I have thought about a night like this since I held my sweet baby child in my arms twenty years ago. Tonight was the big payoff. My cup is beyond filled. Something I love is hosting or attending an good dinner party. By “good” I mean the kind of gathering where you don’t leave the... Continue Reading →

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