I hope you’re miserable

Saturday I remember Halloween being on Saturday in the year of everything going swell and nothing ever going wrong 2020.  And every year I stand in front of the mirror pulling out clothes in my wardrobe that have not seen the light of day since they hung on a rack at the store.  And sinceContinue reading “I hope you’re miserable”

Tipped is the heart-shaped mountain

When the sun sinks low to the heavy horizon, never to close its stern sleepy eyes, the cascade of shadows sweep across the mountains of the valley where I live until pointed peaked-tops are colored black.  So many settle in the country hills, the isolation of towns spread out for miles, to pick up andContinue reading “Tipped is the heart-shaped mountain”

Spirit of Trees

The babbling brook winds through roots dislocated from the ground and rocks smooth as glass appearing above the surface of the water, reflecting sunlight in half-moon shades of honey-golden yellows and pearls that slip onto ripples to sleep downstream. Old trees, willowy and thin, twist into shapes clutching onto the silk soil of the brook’sContinue reading “Spirit of Trees”

A Thought on Interpersonal Activism

I’ve been told throughout my life that if I’m really passionate about something, then I should participate in activism. While activism is an important part of planting the seed of change (and enabling capitalist systems), the scale is not conducive for everyone.  Activism occupies a larger platform, one that requires money, time, and energy thatContinue reading “A Thought on Interpersonal Activism”

The Analytical Creative: A Thought on Writing

Art is such a subjective term. I mostly consider my writing shit scraped out of my brain, rather than “art.”  So application of such a term to my creations seems negligible to me. However, I am influenced by the literal definitions of art as it is consumed in the vast rhetoric of the population, whichContinue reading “The Analytical Creative: A Thought on Writing”

Lies Among the Stars Ch. 2: Those that Judge

Lila had spent the better half of her morning scrubbing eggs off her door and the carpet. Since she didn’t have cleaning supplies, she took thin brown paper towels from the shared bathroom to slowly soak up the mess, until she had a mountain next to her feet.  When she felt she had cleaned asContinue reading “Lies Among the Stars Ch. 2: Those that Judge”