The ottoman sits, four legged, brown bodied with flowers sewn in pink and gold, green leaves trailing off the edges. I’ve seen it every day, this quarantine. Next to it, the refrigerator stands silver, tall, certain — more spacious than we could have bet on for a three bedroom in Brooklyn — humanized withContinue reading “The Kitchen”
Category Archives: sadness
As the Ice Melts
Tell me how to be sad, little human, awaking from a hundred year slumber. You know, a few things have changed since you last woke. People don’t tell stories like they used to. People don’t stand around and chit chat on the corner like they used to, lend some change for bread on SundaysContinue reading “As the Ice Melts”
Marketing the American Dream
Since the beginning, the United States has been a great experiment in democracy, no? “All men are created equal”? Three branches, voice of the people voting their way to new heights. No questions. Just buy in! Now flip it. New technology, new screens; today, glass, yesterday, smoke. Marketing ploys. (we areContinue reading “Marketing the American Dream”
I Am
Sadness, pour yourself against my heart until the flood gates open– I am still me. Fear, hold yourself down on my family when the light seems empty– I will still be The girl with a dozen scars on one heart string alone, memories too full to count. I am the Buddha aboveContinue reading “I Am”
Reaching Joy 