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fluf·fing, 7
Current Status: Aimless Betterment If egg salad (which is ostensible) weren’t already a thing, would we perhaps call it a warm egg salad...
Mar 18, 2023
re·fram·ing, 6
There's a blanket ladder rack on the wall. Stacked rows, some columns filled, some margined by blank space. Would it be better if they...
Feb 21, 2023
re·fram·ing, 5
I wonder why Stop signs are hexagons but the more universal Stop icon is a square. A black square with no border - apply a negative...
Jan 19, 2023
win·ter
I open my eyes briefly, then go back to sleep Waiting until it's light out Eventually I realize the sun's been up for hours
Jan 7, 2023
hard·wood
I don't know what I want to do with my future (see travel). For now, the tool at my disposal is a brainstorm, a sort of mood board. So...
Dec 31, 2022
want
I think we have this concept engrained in us, especially those who grew up religious, that giving the people what they want (including...
Nov 23, 2022
o·pen
April 22, I slept with my window open And woke up to summer. For the rest of the morning I heard garbagemen shouting incantations over...
Nov 22, 2022
tel·e·vi·sion
What does it take to get on the television? Would it matter if you knew? (Does a self-help book give an ounce of reassurance to readers...
Nov 19, 2022
fluf·fing, 5
Every time Emma Watson bursts out in laughter, I ...I just can't believe her. Does anyone else take great pride in their pinky nails? I...
Nov 17, 2022
a·dult
remembering a week in late April: Monday: Auditioned for a musical at the Lyric™ Trimmed my armpits Listened to a podcast on Aging...
Nov 17, 2022
re·fram·ing, 4
It's the netflix N isn't it? It looks like a rainbow, the way It comes at you, but it's probably not made of more than 4 colors.
Oct 31, 2022
feel
When I say feel the floor, I mean feel it in all your senses, Your sight, your taste, down through the waist To the floor, echoing in...
Oct 31, 2022
for·get·ful
I can't quite count the number of times I've left my phone in the car, sitting there in the dashboard mount like an abandoned child. Like...
Apr 21, 2022
fluf·fing, 3
My head is being massaged, like it's a large porous sponge that's very full of water and someone wants to squeeze just a bit out. Enough...
Feb 20, 2022
fluf·fing, 2
cannabis-catalyzed thoughts from april, '21: Everything is interesting here, in this world behind and around our own, silver and bumpy,...
Jan 29, 2022
hell no
Owen comes from a home for orphaned children, along with his two brothers. They had each been tasked by the home's administration to...
Jan 26, 2022
rec·og·ni·tions
even if you promise to listen, if you promise to sympathize, can I trust you'll hear? I'm recognizing a deep desire of mine to be known,...
Jan 16, 2022
ra·chel
I'm looking out, daisy, at a room-- robin's egg. and white. You're next to me, splashing in Audrey Hepburn, cinema hue. By the light of...
Jan 14, 2022
re·fram·ing, 3
It's black, as thick as can be while leaving something to frame. In its bright white center is more of the same. More of the same, like...
Jan 6, 2022
fire·works
Some thoughts are like fireworks. From a fixed point they sparkle generously through a navy sky. And I watch them, taking notes like an...
Dec 31, 2021
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