HenryI’ve forgotten your last namebut the faded inkstill binds you to my wrist. HenryI’ve forgotten your birthdaybut each December 7thmy thoughts drift to youas the night gets late. HenryI became the person you thought you knewhiding here behind her shadowyou never really got to meet her. HenryI’ve found other ways to lift my heartI don’t go looking for shifting shapesI don’t settle for little favors … Continue reading March 3rd
A chrysalis of good intentionsHow they diminish at my feetSuch potential for beautiful ascensionsIt spills forth with great replete. What I have requires little handlingBut I roll it forth between my fingersBehind it I’m left scramblingIf only I’d let it linger. I’ll invite such veracity into awarenessWithout my judgement’s callAnd what may come of this fairnessI will fall. Perhaps I will fallAnd fallAnd fall. Continue reading A chrysalis of good intentions
I feed the pit inside me off of unfairness. It’s unfair of me to harvest my fears from the sources that give me so many reasons to not place doubt. I see how the world around me unfolds in serendipitous and reassuring ways, the path that’s being laid before me by their unfurling petals promising and beautiful. And I am so desperately happy that the … Continue reading Cool devotions
Sometimes it takes little more than returning to the Earth. Than laying our blanched bodies before the springtime sun and allowing it to work its way into the knots of our corrupted skin. Sometimes it merely takes reminding, that somewhere in the world vines wind their way up fields with fealty. Somewhere in the world, the greatest passions of our lives lay dormant in pockets. … Continue reading I think you might be
As January took its leave of us, February promised good fortune. So much of the world was fresh, even aside from the nascency of a new year. It felt open for the taking, absolutely ripe for the picking. I was sure that February was the month in which so much that was burgeoning would truly begin. But February brought rains and then the rains gave … Continue reading The blizzard
If there is one thing I know to be true, it’s that there are multiple truths. That fortune favors the bold and still good things come to those who wait. If there is one thing I’ve learned to be an absolute, it’s that there is not one prescribed way to live successfully. It’s a delicate measure of many potent things, adjusted and cared for everyday. … Continue reading The sport and scourge of life
It’s little things. Mornings that arrive warm and still. Hours that pass like air through a breezeway instead of like an ocean through a bottleneck. The corners of lips as they flicker. New words. Old words repurposed. It’s not a sudden change, you only know you’ve left once you’ve arrived. In much the same way that spring overpowers winter, suddenly everything is different. The world … Continue reading Beyond the veil
It could be easy for me to let my grip slip. To fall effortlessly away from what chains me. My grasping fingers grow weary, my dangling heart eclipsed by trepidation. It would be so much simpler to forfeit now. But hope is here, and it has become the single tentative thread that keeps me attached to my turnkey. Hope binds me endlessly to all of … Continue reading a most potent cordial
So many things I could do. I could buy a villa in Umbria. I could leave it all behind. I could enjoy the whimsy of my life without an underlying fear. But I know better. So many things I could say. I could let the wonderful things inside me billow around you like chiffon in the wind. I could tell you that you’re wrong about … Continue reading I know better
Loving is the most worthwhile thing we can do. We aren’t brought into being to win prizes or earn titles or accrue money. But we do come into the world with an innate sense of loving. We seek bonds with everyone around us; our kin, our friends, our lovers. We deepen them, nourish them, we mourn them when they go. It’s the only thing in … Continue reading The most human
