Focal Point

The morning humidity bled into a dry, heated afternoon that left clothing clinging uncomfortably to slick skin recently doused with luke warm water that had laid just outside the mercy of the shade cast by a nearby chair. The now empty bottle baked, forgotten in course grass, next to half a dozen bottles that had … Continue reading Focal Point

Writing Challenge: Verbiage

It's been over a year but yesterday I received a writing challenge. The question posed was this: I've been writing a lot of poetry myself lately and I'm stuck on the topic of verbiage.How we can say or write one thing and yet mean another. How we can hide and bury our emotions in words. … Continue reading Writing Challenge: Verbiage

Today

It starts with a hunger, something sweet, salty, voices screaming about calories change to those screaming with craving. From the hunger, comes the ache. Settling into broken bits of bone deteriorating from a disease that will one day cripple, and settles into the healthy, blood rich muscles and the jaw clenches, teeth grind. Dots start … Continue reading Today

My Father Passed Away on Christmas Eve

***I wrote this a few days after Christmas, when I wasn't sure how to get home or even sure my mind would process what exactly happened. My father died on Christmas eve, and it's taken me 2 weeks to even post this because it still doesn't make sense to me. He may not have been … Continue reading My Father Passed Away on Christmas Eve