*There are no words for this No answers to my cries Can't undo what needs undone Left with weighted whys No peace to be found Broken hearts torn apart Hard to breathe beneath the tears Please someone hear me No escape from this Awake I see you gone Close my eyes I see you then … Continue reading In the deep
Art is witness. Art is #resistance .
It began in the middle of this last summer, another hotter than before, smoke drifting into our bowl shaped city from fires raging statewide. Then, too, the presidential race was heating up, often uncomfortably so, smoke being blown this way and that across the states. I quickly realized that when I wasn't outside doing summery … Continue reading Art is witness. Art is #resistance .
The Blueprints
They were plain. Hewn from the wood of thousands year old trees. Taken, not given. It would be much too late when that was realized. But they built. Out of misshapen pieces that would later be named. Some that seemed like worthy pieces would be deemed unstable. But all were usable. Not only usable but … Continue reading The Blueprints
#Thankyouobamas
How is it possible we are here? What seemed a publicity stunt was ratified by the Repulican Party. There were warning signs. It's just that the many, the majority, the committed to continuing progress in our country did not, could not, would not believe that the worst could happen. On any planet. As soon as … Continue reading #Thankyouobamas
twenty-sixteen
Hey there. Hey, lift your head. What has you so tied in knots? You think there's nothing left, don't you. That every time you try, you mess it all up. You've asked-is any of this worth it? Am I worth? Come here. Let me hold your hand, and listen to you. Pour out your fears. … Continue reading twenty-sixteen
Diary of a Minecraft Boy
Once upon a time, there lived a little girl who ate words for her meals and lived off of their sustenance in her imagination. She dreamed that one day, her fairytale would unfold as most did; complete with a forest, long swinging hair, a long spinny dress, singing birds and squirrels, a castle, and … Continue reading Diary of a Minecraft Boy
Pop-Quiz
Math problem: 3 boys are going back to school. They are 13, 10 and 8 years old. 2 go to 1 school and 1 goes to another school. Each boy holds their own personality, disposition, temperament and gifts. They have a mom and a dad, and other family nearby. They have been mostly with their … Continue reading Pop-Quiz
