Our journeys are filled with chances Doorways to not now Some taken, some ignored, some slammed Some never noticed Until the clarity of time reveals the miss Is it fair, at this point, any point To wonder about the branches Ponder the paths pursued and passed What slipped […]
Hey Folks, Something of an outlier post this time, with not so much of the funny but nothing really tragic or sad. Or political. (Surprise!) Two things to share… One, WordPress is in the midst of yet another head-scratching round of updates. Part of this change is that […]
Claire stood on the back patio, undecided, trying to focus, trying to breathe. It was all simply too much to process, too much to consider. And she had to decide now? It was insane. This morning she had been unaware, concerned with nothing more than which packet of […]
Bjorn, left: “Well, I hear that those wretched Americans are coming down out of the hills of Cómpeta and headed to Malaga.” Torvik, right: “Those words make me weep with inconsolable abandon. Why must they torture us so?” Bjorn: “Now, now. We have to give the poor things […]
Evan wiped away a tear, the wetness and the action long unfamiliar. “I didn’t know. How could we have been so wrong?” Maggie sighed, action familiar, constant over the years. “Because we were stupid. We wanted to blame her and we did. It was easier than blaming ourselves.” […]
Exhibit A: Richard Harris – “MacArthur Park” Mom was working at St. John’s Hospital in Tulsa, Oklahoma at the time. As everyone in the medical profession knows, hospital shifts involve some jacked-up hours, and I vaguely recall that Mom had to report at 6am. (This may be a […]
First there was this, one morning, with the sun still newborn Beckoning quaintly, softly, painted on a rock wall No flashy billboards in this quiet mountain town, stuffed with garishness Fake smiles filled with fake teeth, techno beats from advertising dances Here they keep it simple. This is […]
Hey, folks. I’ve purposely not written a post specifically about the stunning insurrection that occurred at the Capitol last Wednesday, because I knew I wasn’t in the right head space to properly address it. I was too angry, too sad, too outraged, too everything to properly process the […]
Henry was somewhat regretting his decision. After all, he hadn’t been here for years. Decades, possibly. Time skitters once you reach a certain age, with current happenings briefly shimmering in the neck of the wine bottle, but once you uncork, the vessel of memory expands and long ago […]
Somewhere, over there Many thousands of miles Lies my homeland Where so much Has gone so wrong Democracy has been wounded Stabbed by the flailing blind Compelled by ignorance and fear I don’t understand How some can harbor so much hate Such indecency, festering, fertilized in the […]
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