Like a sunflower at dawn the light circles the window, slowly, from pane to pane: white fabric fading along the edges, the slight smudge of gray near the nightstand, a black and white journal shedding its ink. The carpet is still blue, like an autumn sky with a few scattered clouds, makeup stains sprawling. The dresser isContinue reading “why I’m still into monogamy”
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through my window
the intersection of tree and sky, the lines they paint across pale blue horizons while two black specks of bird chase each other. *** Truth, expanding over snow-dipped houses– it will never be found beneath my pen. *** the earth knows things my mind cannot see. *** but I can still sit back, exhale, and soak in theContinue reading “through my window”
Teacher
In times of good and bad I let nature be my teacher. One leaf sways as gently as a summer song, not so I can sing along– but to remind me that I belong in these last pieces of greenery, they are not simple scenery they are our home a good climb upon a hill doesContinue reading “Teacher”
City Living
We live here, apartment three floor four– it’s confusing, I know. … Burgundy molding pinches the outside of my window, a gentle beauty I did not expect to find on my side of New York City. … The big picture is always on my mind; and yet I so rarely see it. … I canContinue reading “City Living”
Reaching Joy 