“If you are out to describe the TRUTH, leave elegance to the tailor.” -Albert Einstein
I am not a tailor and I have lost my tolerance for bullshit and niceties.
I can be tactless and unbelievably direct and that’s okay.
It’s better than lying.
Living inside the braided folds just for today.Tangled roots whisper; I can’t hear what they say. Memories are a splinter in the eye.Promises broken become calcified naïveté. Black Swan, slippery like Mercury—haunting.(A life lived well is not a parley.) Water ceasing to hydrate what is crumbling.Silt becomes an urn for ashes someday. Days are shorter…
This is a sign found in my new neighborhood. It bodes well for things to come. I was telling a friend recently that my playful inner child has been getting squelched by constantly witnessing so many wounded children of late. Times they are a changing. I am reclaiming my desire and ability to play for…
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The randomly-chosen word of the day is open and comes from Slut Lullabies by Gina Frangello. I was working as an intern for Emergency Press at the time the book was published so I have a copy of it which still sits unread on my shelf. That will be remedied in the coming months of rain ahead. The…
Today’s love note is all about staying with the flow of the river of life. I almost said “in the flow” but that’s a given. We’re in the flow whether we like it or not. When we stay with it though, it’s much nicer. Have a listen! The tea I’m sipping on in the recording…
Yesterday, I spent several hours alone at The Frye Art Museum drinking in the “Moment Magnitude” exhibit. I wrote pages in my journal. Random things I overheard people saying, snippets from the art descriptions or the videos and my own feelings and thoughts that arose. I also took pictures of things strangers had posted in…
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Today’s randomly-chosen word comes from the Tao Te Ching. I picked up a copy at a used bookstore yesterday to use for blackout poetry and decided to use it for our word which is others (from book one XX). I don’t have much to say today. I just wanted to paint with my blood again ,…