with age; value

Infinite shades of grey. That’s how the world is. Not sure that even the blackest black is all that, nor the white. Well, maybe there are some absolutes. I was dorm queen at the Pennsylvania Governor’s School of the Arts at the ripe old age of 26 (was it?). Old enough to be considered a grown up by these fifteen through seventeen year olds. This month long program of artists, …

fire

There is this flare of anger. Liz P told me that she used to pick fights with Ricky before he went on tour. It was like clockwork. It’d culminate in a fight before he left. She said it was so she didn’t miss him when he was gone. Maybe that’s what this is about. When the anger burns itself out, maybe the feeling will be gone too. So, maybe I …

it only takes a moment

A student stopped by. I hadn’t seen him since last semester when he was in my class. “I never got a chance to tell you, but you helped me when I was pretty low. It meant a lot. Just wanted to say thank you.” It’s easy to forget that we effect each person we interact with. Each interchange has the potential to make the day better or ill. So there …

all the feels

10 o’clock and all is sad But that wasn’t the feeling at 5 or 2 or 11. So I remind myself that the hand on the clock will move, and as it does, so does the wave of feeling. I did laugh today. I did have connections. There was the six o’clock of snuggling with the dog, the 3 AM mewling of the cat, the 7 AM relief that I …

What do you want?

It came up as I complained about trying to date. It’s work. It’s like a series of interviews. I answer, “Someone who it’s easy to be around…where the conversation just flows, and the silences are comfortable.” And we talked about the different kind of friendships we have, and it really did come down to friendship with a layer of desire. That’s pretty much it. Finding that effortless connection is a …

Sketches

(how do people type with two thumbs?) What is a written sketch? A verbal doodle? Another evening where I take myself out for dollar oysters. My musings are my companion. Good thing she’s in a good mood. Pretty sure the bloody Mary mix is fresh pureed tomatoes, Worcester, fresh cracked black peppercorns. It’s kinda stunning. (More info… Balsamic vinegar, cumin, ancho, and sumac? What’s sumac?) He made it Sunday for …

Naive Melody

Is home defined by a place or persons? It’s where I go for comfort; to hide; to be grounded. That could be either. So I build this sanctuary trying to make it as steadfast and permanent as I can. Places are stationary. People? Not so much. They tend to wander off, so best not to entrust them with that comfort.

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