Category Archives: Shorts

Makes me happy!

Rain, it’s that simple. Rain. When I hear it my body instantly unwinds. When I see it, my mind comes into a trance. As I feel it, I begin to sense more freedom, rejuvenation and liberation. When I smell it coming forth I get myself home as quickly as I can. To watch it, hearContinue reading “Makes me happy!”

How

How did I get here? This body. It is stretched, curved and elongated in ways I don’t understand. I see the silhouette of the body I now have but even that I can not stand. Squish, squeeze, tug, pull, cover, hide but I still know inside. I am not what you see. How did IContinue reading “How”

Sound

The cry of my ancestors wake me at night. I’m not of one kind but of many. My make comes from years of tears, joy, loss and growth. We began on the land decades ago. We where free to fish, gather, grow and birth. We respected where we walked and cared for the hurt living.Continue reading “Sound”

Unknown

She is beautiful. Very pretty. Did you hear she is athletic too? No, I thought she was a brainiac. Just really smart and pretty. She doesn’t talk much hu? No. Look at her posture she sits straight up. How is it that she looks like a porcelain doll? So, flawless. I wonder what she thinksContinue reading “Unknown”

The truth

I didn’t say that. No I didn’t do that and that never came out of my mouth. I’ve given all my life up for you. I did this for you. I wasn’t talking about you I was talking about me. I work my arse off, so if I want to throw my close on theContinue reading “The truth”

Toast

Thank you all for coming tonight. I know you. Would have much preferred to sit at home, in your favorite couch and with a book. As most of us would want. Yet, you are here. Let’s raise our glass to you. Our success is in the minds of each one of us. Cling – clingContinue reading “Toast”

That thing

I’m assuming you want to know about that thing I did. Oh hoping you remember who I am. Maybe after I explain that thing. Then you will recognize me. Well It was two thousand and ten. I was lost both figuratively and physically. Some how I ended up at a tattoo parlor after my NoonaContinue reading “That thing”

Chant

Drumming, I hear it! Who on earth would be drumming at three in the morning? Humming, now they are humming. What next! Why do I always have to wake up at this time. And how is it that’s something weird usually happens. Every night and I’m still amazed. I guess I just hope for oneContinue reading “Chant”

Can I ?

Reoccurring thoughts playing in my head. Broken records suddenly being pieced together. One by one with the dollar store hot glue. Hoping that at least they can look good. Can I just be honest? May I be myself. That genuine, raw, bare, naked and blunt self. Can I just grow into who I am.. CanContinue reading “Can I ?”