patience

The Kitchen

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”

What do you do when you want someone, right now, but cannot have them, can only reach out towards them, realize they want to reach, too, but, in the moment, cannot, will not, move? Do you call out their fault, remind them that they can always reach, that plans change, life happens? Do youContinue reading “Patience”

To Be Me

What a struggle to be me, sitting here so patiently waiting for a new train to come, the last one long gone, gone, gone… We need nothing, and yet there is longing; we want everything, and yet here it is: everything, sitting on some stone in my backyard. All alone, it has sat. Continue reading “To Be Me”

Phantom of the Opera

Last night I saw Phantom of the Opera with a friend, front row, all the way on the right. She won the tickets in the Broadway Lottery in New York for less than a third of the price. This is what I learned from the show: Be patient. Be aware. Be kind. Love the light andContinue reading “Phantom of the Opera”

Watching the Night

Have I ever gazed a sight like this? Third (fourth) floor? Window sill? Moon shining like a teardrop ready to fall from above? Well, no. It will stay in its place. All you must do is spread your wings and fly up there yourself, darling. You have nothing to fear. It is justContinue reading “Watching the Night”

A Thought

The biggest lesson I have stumbled upon: one cannot assume anything in this life. One must listen to the world, to one’s body, to other’s on every level before creating any kind of belief system. This applies to legitimately any situation you will ever be in, when considering anything from the universe, the world, aContinue reading “A Thought”