Fall is my favorite season. If you were to ask a hundred people what they like about fall, they might say a lot of the same things. The warm soft comfort of a sweater. The delicious taste of spice and brown sugar dancing on the tongue as you indulge in the flavors of the season.…

I know that everyone has a funny bone. A reaction to a sudden stimulus that does not feel like expected. It makes some people laugh and others cry. Some people interpret it as entertainment and others a kind of pain that does not really hurt. Often taking the breath away no matter which one. Be…

Rain rain Go away. Acting like a thunderstorm in my brain. A messenger of chaos. And a herald of pain. Never giving me a moment to play. *** Anyone have an umbrella? Since it is raining and pouring. Tears falling after the thunder. But my heart is definitely not snoring. The water keeps coming long…

I understand why people take on difficult struggles. Challenges that are sure to bring frustration. That do not feel fair. A chance of victory but very small. Against those that do not have your best interests in mind. Though they should. *** Everything was stacked against me. Loopholes I did not know used. No care…

They accuse me of preaching. An unwanted message. Something that they had heard before. It did not end well for them. It never does. A raw nerve brushed against. *** I do not mean to preach. I never do. I simply share parts of myself without judgment. Yes I have ideas I aspire to follow…

I see it there. Hanging just out of where it thinks I cannot see. A dark vision without form. Would you believe me if I told you? Or would you laugh like some of the others have. Dismissed as another made up story for attention. *** I know that it means me harm. To shred…

A grand gesture is nice. Even more if unearned. But so is just a little treat. Like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. Cheap but an act of care. Equally unearned but even better if gifted. *** I like being treated on my birthday, but that is one day out of the…

I vividly remember staring at the carpet in elementary school. The colorful stripes that waved back if I stared at it too long. How my eyes could play tricks and catch that carpet breathing and swirling around if I looked just right. An act that entertained me while listening to the teacher. A little activity…

There is a place where I have everything I want. Where I live in a building of my design. Surrounded by friends and needed comfort. All the tastes, touches and smells I could ever want. Guarded from all discomfort. Where all I can find is more of myself. *** It is a place of vacation.…

I have never been a rule breaker. Afraid of getting in trouble for the smallest mistake. On edge when I feel like I might be confronted. Sick to my stomach. Ready to shrink into the fetal position out of submission. A learned meekness. *** Worse still, I was taught that everything is transactional. Love is…