It threatened rain so I brought my umbrella. But I usually carried my umbrella with me anyway; a city habit, I called it. By subscribing to this behavior, I saved myself the indignity of getting surprise-soaked, or losing five bucks to the “street umbrellas” which looked about as cheap and lasted about as long as…
Toys
The air smelled like grapes, even on a Wednesday. Steamy though it was, my movement was not constricted by the extreme amount of moisture just hanging in the trees. I knew walking would have been heavy; wooden legs, thicker hair, weighted clothes all caused by the humidity. The sensation may have been an illusion brought…
From a Barstool
The bar is an oasis, despite it being shoved up against the wall. I am not an alcoholic, because I sit and admire the flavors and colors contained in the row of bottles above me; they shine and glow like a body of shimmering water is a respite in the desert's heat. I perch at…
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It was always a golden city, even before I learned exactly what Black and Gold meant and why the sports fans were as crazed as in Boston. It was a golden city because each time I would be bleary eyed and exhausted, the sunlight would illuminate the staggered and defiant skyline for a second sunrise,…
All in Self and Self in All (Homecoming)
It's a bright star, it's a supernova, is the beauty surrounding the untouchable core; a magnolia on a tree, the petals falling gently, slowly, dying. It's the branches that are left that were ground down into the star's chillydark . All is the universe and the universe is all. It's the depth of the self that…
i·den·ti·ty
i·den·ti·ty ˌīˈden(t)ədē/ noun 1. the fact of being who or what a person or thing is. fact fakt noun a thing that is indisputably the case. I stripped away the signifiers: the jobs and the casual hobbies, now. I eliminated the actions, the reactions, the upbringing and the places which I called home. I scraped…
Gone.
I wanted my friends to think I was cooler and just like them. I wanted the boy I liked to know that I liked him, without actually saying anything (because that one time I said something, it was humiliating. Never again.) I wanted people to think I was important, because when I tried to stand…
How to Love (I)
You might think you know what love is. You might consider those sunbeams and rainbows and general giddiness (not from too many cocktails) to be love. Of course, She is there in her own nuanced way, bringing individuals together with a slender hand and Galadriel-esque beauty and calm. Love is calm. She is the tall,…
Starman, Stardust, Starlight
We're floating above planet Earth, spacesuit making limbs heavy and bulky. We bounce because in our 10-year-old imaginations, that's how spacemen walk. Like the Michelin Man, all heavy and limbs and awkwardness. "Ground Control to Major Tom." Bounce, float, we imagine leaving the capsule because it's drama class time and we're imagining we're in space.…
Let go.
She didn't know what it meant to open up her palms and raise them to the sun any longer. Yes, the physical sensations of connection to the elemnts were there, but most days - and not because it was cold - her fingers were curled tightly. He would take care of her cracked skin, remember…
Time's Thievish Progress 