Tag: Poetry

Change is overrated

If there’s one thing that recovering alcoholics excel at it’s self-flagellation. Maybe it’s not just recovering alcoholics, but any one of us mid-way through life’s journey lost in a dark wood.  It seems the first thing we ask is what can I change?  Should I lose weight.  Read more.  Travel.  Fix up the house.  Find…

Latrodectus (Black Widow)

I gasped when I saw your body on the stucco wall A small shock of terror like when I saw a shark for the first time and suddenly became aware of things greater than myself I wanted to know everything about you immediately How you go days without breathing How you bond yourself effortlessly to…

DAY 90!

Another milestone today. I approach this one with a little more reckless joy than the last, but I’m still too afraid to dive headlong into the deep of celebration. I trust that trepidation though so I’m honoring it. I’ve been selfish of late. Eating right, exercising, indulging all the whims of my weirdness. Amazon packages…