healing
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Before typing your name in the search bar, I imagined you Bukowski. Dark struggle writing in a stupor. Facebook reveals a gray-haired suburbanite blowing bubbles with your daughter. I am a lobster shell cracked open and empty. The memory of your handprints on my neck. Hands that I once loved. You are smiling on the…
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Everyone and everything has its purpose. No two people are on the exact same path. There are no accidents. If someone wants to self-destruct, No matter what you may try, You cannot stop this. Something deep inside is propelling their need. Something deep inside of you may see what it is that blocks them. But…
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I didn’t even know how much I needed it until it arrived. (Well, that’s not exactly true.) I was crossing my fingers and toes that I would get good news, but I was preparing myself for the worst just in case. “Just in case” may feel like a denial of hope in a given situation.…
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There are two types of exes. The one who took you to the drive-in to see a scary movie when you said you would see anything but a scary movie. The one you really didn’t think you wanted to sleep with, but you did because she remembered your birthday, took you to your favorite Mexican…
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As I sit down to write this evening, I hear sirens from a fire truck rolling down the street. Whenever I hear sirens, I say a little prayer. I visualize a light and love for the best possible outcome going over the vehicle, protecting the people on board speeding to their destination and the waiting person…
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Last night I caught up on this week’s episode of Glee. I can’t watch it on Tuesday’s any longer because it’s too fluffy after a mind bender like Lost. Towards the end, they performed their version of Bonnie Tyler’s classic one-hit wonder, “A Total Eclipse of the Heart.” This is one of my dad’s favorite…
Let It Bespoken 