When the curtain comes for me. I feel the urge to push against. To be stronger than the dark. Punching against the fabric creating the divide. I know my struggle does nothing. I never expected it did. *** The goal is not to be difficult. I know it needs to happen. Like a transition to…

What you want is there. Existing where it had not before. Possibly not lasting forever. Take advantage of the chance. Turning opportunity to fate. Move quickly. *** Of course it is not for free. Nothing good or permanent ever comes for free. It always requires work. That is what makes it feel good by the…

You were not always so fragile. Carefully contained in your zone of comfort. Blessed with all life has given to thrive. Unfortunately, life also gives shape. It was not long before you were laid bare. Forced to bloom before you expected to. Made fragile in a beautiful way. Like sea glass scattered on a beach.…

Last week I was somewhere else. A red thread I can follow back through life. How many twists and turns it lead me. It is too bad I can never explore the other paths. Forever just out of reach around a misty corner. The thread has been a part of me for a long time.…

I do not understand why glasses still smudge so easily. Yes, my eyes are often filled to overflowing. But it feels like an insult to wipe extra tears away. I guess that is why they call people with glasses two eyed. One effects the other. Both may shine. Or both may cry. The only record…

A hummingbird flts outside the window. It should be spring like outside. It should be but not here. Not here. A picture sits across from me. A leaf covered in ice against the white of winter. I can see every variation of texture and thickness of the ice. Who could say if it was destined…

Sometimes, life is too chaotic. Too disorganized. Too painful. That is when I try to count my colors. Set everything right again. The spectrum I see around me outside of the black. So recount with me just this one time. Red: The gloss of a ladybug’s shell. Orange: The California poppy that sways outside my…

I see you here in the dark. Waiting to finally fall apart. More than you can take. So you shut out the night. Along with everything else. Including the light. *** You are tired of being here in the dark. Dreading every second before you can fall apart. It is too bad that your hope…

I never knew what I was missing. It simply sat there like a complicated gem. Ornate and shiny like a dream. But no use other than regard. Mine to adore and imagine the purpose of. Who could have known that it truly had use? *** I thought perhaps it might help me fly. Escape from…