A guest came to visit uninvited without so much as a knock at the door. Grief arrived… bathed in the empty stillness left by an aching absence, my new companion rests comfortably among reminders of earlier times. Allowing me … Continue reading
I eat meals standing in the kitchen Cause that’s what I do When I sit at the dining room table I still expect to sit down next to You.
Five feet tall, forty years old, a steel witness to a life no more. I open the four drawers and pull out the files. Some slim and clean, others heavy, showing their age. They store happy memories of travel … Continue reading →
When the dead return they will come to you in dream and in waking, will be the bird knocking, knocking against glass, seeking a way in, will masquerade as the wind, its voice made audible by the tongues of leaves, … Continue reading →
It’s not easy to join a group of strangers, especially when you’re in pain and feeling vulnerable. In a sense, the uncertainty is normal. Don’t these thoughts and feelings sound reasonable? I’m not a group person. I’m different than the … Continue reading →