“Maybe everything isn’t a clue.” – Hua Hsu, Stay True “I’m going to try to make meaning by connecting some unrelated things,” I say as we stand by the car. A friend’s mother goes to the ER. On my couch, my niece crumples with anxiety and panic raging from nowhere. I order coffee and then […]
Read More No cluering around the rosy pocket full of posies ashes ashes we all fall down I felt such depression last week. I had forgotten how heavy it is. Though I was there to see and be with kind and generous people, for some reason it was there that the weight collapsed on me. Sometimes it does. […]
Read More we all fall downEvery viewer’s glee at Godzilla’s swipe The Fight Club credit card towers, Hold hands and swing the bridge Whomever you caught Sift their contents until powdered Build it up with silver and gold Silver and gold Silver and gold Soup cans for needy barrels, Glass candlesticks at the Goodwill, Cerebral fluid leak, see Dr. Google […]
Read More london bridge is falling downMonday’s child is fair of face,Tuesday’s child is full of grace.Wednesday’s child is full of woe,Thursday’s child has far to go.Friday’s child is loving and giving,Saturday’s child works hard for a living.But the child that is born on Sabbath day,Is bonny and blithe, good and gay. I was born on Sunday. Today is Wednesday. Yesterday […]
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Going On 