In the darkest of the wee hours Quiet save for the white noise of forced heat and the hum of silence I half-wake into that twilight place and find that I am huddled snugly beneath the down My left leg tucked like a puzzle piece between your legs. They are cool. I strain through the … Continue reading Blanket
Category: Express Yourself
Autopilot
Fingers meander absently, mindlessly, naively down QWERTY Lane, telling tales of woes of others onto digital paper. Conscious unconsciousness. Sleepwalking, daydreaming, wandering off into dark alleys where thoughts lurk behind pillars shaped like past bodies and faces, grotesque and looming, stalking, pulsing in excited anticipation of pouncing, screaming, pounding, shrieking assault. They are happy. Their … Continue reading Autopilot
They
They say we should wear socks to bed We’ll sleep better if our feet are warm. They say we should drink coffee not drink coffee not creamed coffee. I drink tea in rebellion. They say we should walk ten thousand steps Well, four thousand may be enough. So many Theys even They … Continue reading They
Grammar Fiction: Painting Day – Bear/Bare
I had barely opened my eyes, yet I already knew I wasn’t going to be able to bear it another day. The dim morning light shone against the threadbare curtains and turned the pea-green walls even more putrid than their reality. He and I had painted these walls when we moved in five years ago. … Continue reading Grammar Fiction: Painting Day – Bear/Bare
First Sharing of Art
Anna C. Pishko, artist and art blogger of DrawingThrough.com recently mentioned, very nicely, that she’d like to see a snippet of my fledgling art therapy journal which I wrote about here: https://wp.me/p9aCpH-3re. I just can’t bring myself to do that because, so far, it’s pretty personal. I hadn’t envisioned myself sharing it. However, having gone … Continue reading First Sharing of Art