It’s a tough one this time. Really really tough.
I love him, him and Ibi,
Nothing else matters but them two
Tests are remembered as more facile only
Because this one is the toughest.
Ah, man this one is tough.
There is not much more to say.
Patience, righteousness, firmament
And he will return. Gosh, why worry?
He’ll come back to you babe.
Disclaimer: This is a little reminiscent of my CWM series, but remains separate from it in various ways. Who cares anyway, right? I didn’t wish it so, but most of this is a played out reality. It reads a lot more melancholic than it is now — these are my thoughts spelled out as amateur analyses of memories I don’t want to completely let go of yet. And isn’t that what evincing is for? Continue reading “Ma”
I’m almost finished with writing this piece and have realized that the story I tell gradually declines into this deprived pool of self-pity and solitude. I can promise you Continue reading ““Evincing” pt. 2″
I came across a lovely blog with a lovely writing challenge! Mr. Dermott Hayes, the author, has kindly invited me to participate, a request which I could not decline. Continue reading ““Invitation” by Shel Silverstein”
This is not an easy thing. Addiction is never a topic that’s light on the tongue or smooth in the process, and part of that has to do Continue reading “Addiction of the Mind”
So I’ve been staying at a hotel for the past ten days and was planning on posting about one of two events: a really terrible thing that happened or the beauty of a lunar month.
Okay, they sound completely unrelated but they’re actually more intertwined than I’ve expatiated (although I believe a less broad Continue reading “I Lost My Phone”
I was unsure of today’s post but I gained a little courage,
A little hope to speak of nature and its unnatural flourish, Continue reading “There Is A Little Place”