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 Hericane. [sic]

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 27 January 2018. It’s You.

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

On Not Coupling: An Essay on How Not to Fall in Love. Maybe.

❤ 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 On Not Coupling: An Essay on How Not to Fall in Love. Maybe.