The Way We Were…Revised.
The way we are is no longer as it has become the way we were. One day here next day not the way we were was ever changing. Changing in unexpectable ways until it became the way I am. Here today and...
View ArticleDaydreams or…Mini Vacations of the mind
Daydreams are mini vacations of the mind I carried this flower throughout the first hour of my shift at work It was cumbersome as only one hand could stock But… This once vital and youthful...
View ArticleLas Estaciones De Mi Alma…(The seasons of my soul)
Invierno (Winter)Mi Alma duerme My soul sleepsFor winterHappy in the cold Warm in the bodyEmbraced at night with furs that liveWrapped in a sheet with feathers deadBring comfort to a comatose mind La...
View ArticleIntertwined…or No Drink
Isolated and the deaths of my felines, a brother and sister, two days apart was the ‘woke’ to my consumption of alcohol. What went from drinking after 5pm morphed into drinking at 10am. Half bottle of...
View ArticleFrom me…or Hang on
August 3, 2019 -5:23AM “I think we all struggle with that unreasonable guilt, E***a, and it is unreasonable, isn’t it? Certainly, my Dad who loved me so well my entire life would want me to live...
View Article5 hours in the ER…or Trauma Unearthed (Part 1)
A visit to the local emergency room on a Wednesday night was not expected or wanted. An earlier evening dental appointment where vitals were taken exposed a blood pressure and pulse reading that...
View ArticleSpam I am…
Spam The disgusting radioactive nitrate laden meat substitute my single mom working full time served with love and a pan-fried egg drenched in Mazola Spam Cooked in a small non-stick pan byI, the...
View Article4 things I learned when Margarita, my mom died
L. Alcohol is your best friend It’s there when you need it Has a wonderful numbing effect Comes in a variety of grains, grapes and content No instruction label is needed O. Grief-the gift that keeps...
View ArticleHappy Place…or …
Just the fog dancing in the tree topsJust me alone with my mom’s traveling ashes doing what she always wanted me to doI could sit on this porch and cry all day because it’s the easy thing to...
View ArticleThrees…
November, January, February After the death of two high school friends, one from suicide by hanging the other from an aggressive form of cancer, I thought I’d be next. Lordzt knows mental health (me)...
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