I restart the dryer for a third time to release warmth for cats who huddle outside near the vent. Cats who try to dart into the house at every opportunity. Creatures of comfort. We are all seeking some sort of comfort, I suppose. A shelter from a cold, harsh reality. I hear the hum … Continue reading february

a moment

It falls from the storybook like a pressed flower preserved between the weight of pages. The heft of life stashed sturdy with both great regard and regret. A book you stow away where only tiptoed reflection can reach. The novel that remains unfinished and unedited. The stories that have chapters but seemingly no stringing theme … Continue reading a moment

high & low

Sigh. It’s been a week. Found myself wanting to resign from the human race feeling not quite suited for it. Sense the cynicism squinting my eyes almond-shaped. Feel it trying to cinch my heart small, too. It’s misdirected (or undirected) anger, that cynical snare and glare. A narrowed view. A heart that won’t hope any … Continue reading high & low

counting down

Counting backward now Counting down Tallied marks like a prisoner etching a cell wall Maybe they are not days But moments Gone mad or glad clawing through bark Time runs from top to bottom Glissading down a slope Collecting a calendar year Into an hour glass A window sash inching toward the sill A door … Continue reading counting down

think tank

Been in a brainstorming powwow with some dear ones. It’s not your typical session of spewing ideas and seeing what sticks. It’s more like tossing out our bad ideas about things we can’t afford to be wrong about. I tend to lean toward bad ideas serving as a form of streamlining better ones. Meaning, once … Continue reading think tank


Sure takes a lot of energy to address discontentment. As a horizon watcher, I can miss the miles in between. Highway hypnosis. Ann’s quotable soul amnesia. Thinking I’ll feel finished when it’s finished. When I get there. But there are pertinent details and fine print I would skim and miss. The fear of missing out … Continue reading content


Today is my 41st birthday. I woke up pensive. Maybe it’s the rain but I’m certain that was dialed in to heaven on my behalf. I enjoy the gray more than most. It seems to hush all the other boisterous primary colors and I need that at times. Birthdays tend to be reflective times. I … Continue reading birthday