time management
i try not to led my days bleed into one another try to stow each day’s trials and tribulations wins and losses in their own boxes so i...
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Bits and Bobs
Words that come to me as they will.
ripeness
the fruit was, strictly speaking not necessary. my fridge was already full of languishing apples relics from an overzealous bid at...
perennial
i tilled the fields all winter shoveled frozen soil by hand excavating my demons until they vanquished in the light of day earth...
quick burn
who exactly is burning? all fire must be fed and i have no desire to go out as a flash in the pan consumed in service of a false idol
the law of attraction
nothing about beauty is objective; grace resides in the particular. from the soul-stirring perfume of arabian jasmine to a sky streaked...
the last mile
how to guard this great buoyant secret swelling within my belly threatening to burst with every word i speak? i’ve been silent for so...
meanwhile
i realized, to my dismay, that what i felt was a tremendous sense of unbelonging. alienated from this life i’d so carefully curated....
cannibalism
the way you insisted on feeding me to myself over and over — hovering precariously your eyes boring into mine as if posing a challenge...
talisman
maybe if i give my fear a home roll out the red carpet feed it double boiled soup make its bed rain feathers gift it with my secrets it...
how about you show yourself some grace?
and what of the days that are filled with impossible greyness? when every movement is governed by flaring pain that lingers uninvited?...
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