Time for a talk, or more for a listen,
I pray as I lay me down to sleep.
My mom’s voice, her face, I crave a vision
To help give me a needed treat.
Continue readingTime for a talk, or more for a listen,
I pray as I lay me down to sleep.
My mom’s voice, her face, I crave a vision
To help give me a needed treat.
Continue reading
Hold fast. Now is just now, it’s not then. Hold fast.
“Did you hear that?” I ask Natalie.
“What?” my daughter replies. She is much more practical than me. She only hears what is “visible” to her ears, so to speak. Continue reading
So many impossibles in this world: Life. Creatures. You, and Me. I could count the ways that I feel like a mystery guest as I breathe into each day. I’m on the edge (are you?) between living a life in light or just pretending this will work. The feeling of just doing time, of walking across a frozen river and wondering if I’ll hear a crack, and yours truly will fly away (or under) into a rabbit hole big enough for one. Continue reading
Katy searched for the correct way to reject the invitation. She was not inclined to meet Adam at midnight and drive to the open field 20 minutes away to see some famous “shooting star.” 
Adam was a nice colleague, good-looking in an academic, black-glasses-hiding-thick-black-eyebrows kind of way, with a shy smile. Katy could tell he was interested in her. He acted as if she was a fairy princess who lit up a room whenever she entered. Continue reading