I used to love the beachBefore my body was wrongAnd strings attached.Before expectations crowded the open shore.Sandcastles.The summer smell of sunscreenAnd the sound of the ice cream truckMaking its merciful rounds on the hour.“Mom! Mom! Can we get a treat?”The days were long.Outside from near dawn until the sun melted into night.Shrieks and squealsAs we... Continue Reading →
It’s funny how things can change in an instant. Or, rather, not funny. But, they can. How many times have I been worked up about some trivial thing, only to realize I’ve completely lost the tether? How many times do I have to learn this lesson? That health and love are all that matter? I’ve... Continue Reading →
What happens to the dreams and callings we let lapse?The ones we walk away from?What do they do once we’ve turned our backs?Do they go on and live in someone else’s mind?Or do they pause,And wait…For you to, maybe, rewind?These streets, so familiar.Yet so foreign too.Like a dream I intuitively know…But can’t quite put my... Continue Reading →
That cup of tea, long grown cold.The scone, I shared it with.That labor of love, so many details.The few last, traded for peace.Those big plans to tidy up,Abandoned for practical things.Those few lines of something yet to be,A note to my future self.My work each night before I rest.The laugh I shared with a friend.That... Continue Reading →
I had too much to dream tonight.It woke me with a start.I dreamed I could lead a richer lifeAnd somehow make it art. All the possibilities,Future selves galore.Bursting in their fullness,Alive in technicolor. Like roses abloom in springtime,So many resplendent hues.Petals alight and turned towards sun,Not at all subdued. Dreams float free of timeAnd other... Continue Reading →
The year passed by and we never knewThat, with each day, we were changing too.Slowly sometimes, and through leaps and bounds.At times, subtle, yet in all profound.Who we are. Who we were. Who we’re going to be.Where it will take us, we’ll just have to see.But do not merely wait, you must take charge.Be bold.... Continue Reading →
What are dreams if no one sees them but you? If no one believes in them but you? Perhaps, if they are the kind of nightmares, this is a good thing. The fear is all your own. And the absence of buy in all around you tempers their intensity. If they are the wondrous kind,... Continue Reading →
Soliloquy on Imperfectionism 