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 →
No. They say it’s a complete sentence.But how would I know?I find it so hard to say no… at least expressly and affirmatively.But it is also true that I unwittingly say no all the time.It’s the quiet no. The one never spoken. The one no one hears.For, saying yes to one thing inevitably means saying... Continue Reading →
Have you ever had an idea? The kind that you feel in your bones? Your muscles? Your synapses? Your heart? When you think about it, everything feels natural. Scary, yes, but thrilling too. Perhaps it started off, wispy as a cloud faintly streaking an otherwise clear blue sky. Or like a dream that touches you... Continue Reading →
What is coming up for me?Why do I torment so?The path of least resistanceIs a route I’ll never know.I can’t stand the timeWhen the vision is not all in view.Or even once complete,Still on its way to coming to.Right now, I see pieces.Little glimpses of how it might be.The twisting, turning road ahead.What the future... Continue Reading →
I watch you in the waves, sweet boy,And see the tides of change.Boys will be boysWho stand up for others.Never silence,Only uplift.Kindness, vulnerability,As strength, not weakness.No dominationOr need to save face.When she talks,You will listen.Not needlessly interrupt.Not ruthlessly try to one-up.Hear clearly,Not through the static blare.See fully,Not through lens of blinding glare. Woman as friend.Woman... Continue Reading →
Soliloquy on Imperfectionism 