Because the Middle of Week Five (is When Things Begin to Get Challenging). Part 2.

Yesterday's eye opening mid-morning downdress did not keep me awake, thankfully.  I do feel warned and better prepared to navigate that territory, should I find myself there, again. While I know, fundamentally, why I'm here - why I up and moved; why 97% of my belongings are in temperature controlled storage; why life is house/work/house … Continue reading Because the Middle of Week Five (is When Things Begin to Get Challenging). Part 2.

October’s Waltz.  Poem.

​In pre-dawn still The wind comes once every Three minutes, bellowing deep in the trees Slow, picks up speed, then stops. dark ghost train winds down, swapping arrivers for departers Whose gossamer trench coating shuffle wet Leaves adhere, our front window stained chapel glass between worlds. Warm and dry, tamed storming, unpredictable rowdy Timetables of bluster … Continue reading October’s Waltz.  Poem.