Reset Not Restart (a poem)
I'm drawn to it but I'm drawn to other things too. I failed but I'm not a failure. I feel bad for now but I will recover. I was doing well and can do so again. I relapsed but I learned. I lost but I became...
"Submit" (a poem)
"Submit" I've come up with the idea. I've thought about it. I've planned it out. I've outlined it. " Submit" I've typed the words. I've told the story. I've penned the dialogue. I've written it. "Submit" I've reread...
Smooth Sailing (TTW pt. 8)
Bang! Stanced up swimmers bolted off their starting pads. Diving into the wavy pool of rippling liquid. Arms, legs, and bodies bracing against the dense material that resists passage. The shining ripples were beautiful, their movements were beautiful,...
I feel the siren's call
I feel the siren's call. It harkens me back unto its murky waters. The sonorous sound is delicate like a lover's sweet embrace. But I've been drowned before by its host beneath the waves. Yet it still sings to me and pulls towards my fate. I resist but...
Will, Persistence, Patience, and Love (a poem)
As you walk this Earth, you will ask for something more Something real, something fake, something artistic to explore. Some skill for which you can say wholeheartedly is your own Some talent, some niche, some activity to...
You are not a rock! (a poem)
For Kris, who reminded me that there is much joy and happiness to be found even in the darkest times! When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what it is and what it is not When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what is real and what is just...
Discharging Ballast (TTW pt. 7)
Deacon just watched Kane's car drive off, feeling both wonderful and at the same time alone. Here on the street, there was only him and his thoughts and the far off stars. He gazed back up at them while trying to understand what Kane had said about...
Pawprints (a poem)
Many holes in the sand and here's where I dig mine. To bury away the past I fear and make it hard to find. But the sand cares not for what I feel nor what I hide away. It always seems to come full bare and see the light of day. So...
You and Them
Coffee shop, cafe music playing, showing ads, buses passing, showing ads. Browsing website showing ads. Rampant consumption and consumerism culture that touts the belief that there is something wrong with you and the only way to fix it is to buy our...
Eye Opening
Sigh. Sal just could not focus. His desk at work was much too close to the window, and he found it impossible to concentrate on boring, concrete samples. The weather outside looked perfect and the park across the street looked so inviting. Another...
You Are Worth More
Paul sat down, adjusting his tie on his collared shirt. His laptop in front of him was booted up and his Skype account was open. He had an interview today and was just a tad nervous. The recent college grad was finally ready to go out there and make an...
El Perro Asado
The clinking of dishes and general chattered permeated the candlelit restaurant. Pick stood among the ambiance and watched all of the couples completely engrossed in each other, leaning on the bar off to the side of the room. He soaked in the scene as...