On [trying to] write a memoir during the COVID-19 pandemic.

Last week or maybe yesterday, my writing teacher, Anne, asked for a paragraph on what it is like to write personal essays while quarantined at home. Four pages and a glass of iced Effen blood orange vodka later, this is what I sent her. Noting after the fact the "a paragraph" stipulation. She graciously accepted... Continue Reading →

Hericane. [sic]

In pre-dawn stillThe wind comes once everyThree minutes, bellowing deep in the treesSlow, picks up speed, then stops. dark ghost trainwinds down, swapping arrivers fordepartersWhose gossamer trench coating shuffle wetLeaves adhere, our front window stained Chapel glass between worlds. Warm and dry,tamed storming, unpredictable rowdyTimetables of bluster and agenda, measures of syncopated nature, theruthless spiced... Continue Reading →

27 January 2018. It’s You.

❤ If you asked me five years ago, on a regular Saturday morning such as this, anything having to do with dating or coupling (outside of business or creatively contributing to something) or, God forbid, Love and such, I would have quickly changed the subject to you, your life and goings--on; or my daughter or... Continue Reading →

DJDawson 2015 acrylic on canvas Perception is a funny thing. What do you see?

On This Day: 5 May, 2016. [Journal Entry]

Woke up staring "rushing" in the face. I need to stop rushing, nudging things sooner than later and believing sooner is better. Sooner is, possibly, rushed not better. Sooner is, perhaps, an escape hatch from discomfort. Go through, not around - that is the learning process: through, not around. Rushing causes accidents and butterfingers and... Continue Reading →

Date Damsel. (Prosery)

January, the transitional girlfriend of the calendar. Not like the other months. Her personality a mix of closing a door and lighting a bonfire; bittersweet memory and new imaginings. You meet her and instantly you're comfortable--she's a bit of extended December. She is the palate cleanser, the slate-cleaner she looks the other way and has... Continue Reading →

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