This Is Where I Write Stuff.

Month: May 2018

The Writer

The Writer

The Writer   The writer often hoped that her writing would not come off too autobiographical. She wanted to write, for the love of writing. And yet there’s no real way to keep the writing you create truly impersonal, she thought. Laughing internally at the […]

The Voice

The Voice

The Voice   He heard it that morning, louder than ever before. The voice. It loved to wake him in the middle of the night as he lay next to his wife, sleeping yet not quite sleeping. Sometimes he heard it when she spoke to […]

Foundation

Foundation

Foundation

 

The mask I wear

sometimes

more often than not of late.

Slippery yet drying

it clings to me

like I cling to the idea

of youth

lingering on inside

my sun-damaged face.

 

Foundation

is a base layer

a building block

for the other visual lies

I present to the world

or tell myself.

 

Foundation

shouldn’t just come from a bottle

or stick

or revolutionary solid block.

 

Foundation

is what you’re made of

not what you make-up.

 

 

Glass

Glass

Glass   How can something like glass be real? Fragile yet deadly the product of millions of grains of sand and yet entirely transparent. Ethereal yet made of human hand, quick to bite that which created it.   Glass reveals all hides nothing until threatened. […]

The White Dog

The White Dog

The White Dog   What if the Black Dog had a sister? The White Dog, who knows no fear, no rage or madness, laughs entirely in the face of sadness. The White Dog runs, the Black Dog chases, she brings joy and light to our […]


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