Stories, poetry, narratives of true experience, and guests who have moved me.
Originally posted on Nicole Lyons :
I wore daggers on my knuckles and hate in my hair, and my heart was dark and full of venom and teeth that gnashed on rage. But you, the walker in my dreams the burning bush in my heart, you told me once that my heart was golden and my…
A little boy of three who misplaced his mother. And, as he grew, a bird of shadow brought to him a terrible knowing. Aloneness and fear. How to bear? How to do? Who will care? Singleness incubates a strange and strong beauty, and the bones remember the learning. At marrow’s end they keep, in plasma, […]
MoreIs it okay if we just sit by the TV until you find sleep (you’re always first) Is it okay that I lie in bed ’til lunch that I stack the dishwasher and hang the toilet paper the wrong way that I say how I really feel when asked that I want to read, rather […]
MoreOriginally posted on ELLEGUYENCE:
There is only the ocean; waves, tide, surf are simply parts of the whole. I used to build sandcastles close enough to seashore that they’d wash away, clean before I got attached. I manufactured moats drawbridges and gates spiral towers to hide treasures keeping intruders at bay. I never did need…
