4 am

4 am

4 am The pause Pitch black Eerie silent Darkest hour And no one moves Or feels Or hears Or sees It is a hidden hour A time to turn away Too bleak Too black Without soul Utterly exposing Is it strange? So very peculiar? How much I love you, 4 am? Your silence Crisp,...
Very Human

Very Human

I’m a crumbly little thing A recipe missing a key ingredient Stumbling Fumbling Clumsy and foolish But I know Later in the silence In the midnight hour Reviewing Filtering Like a photo Editing Like an essay Cringing at that “one thing” That one...
The Unexceptional Pit Stop

The Unexceptional Pit Stop

I’m in a pause in life that can best be described as The Great Disappointment. As an avid movie watcher it makes me think of a struggling character, crossing a vast desert, cresting the final hill, hearing the sound of water (and ahhh…they can almost taste...
Dirty Words

Dirty Words

For the longest time, as someone raised inside a faith based system, there were all these words labeled as “dirty.” It wasn’t said outright, but definitely implied, and met with a proverbial slap of the hand. If you were spiritual enough you...
Death of the Ego

Death of the Ego

There are many things we identify with during life: our career, partner, children, or a personal passion. Many of these things can shift from something we identify with into our identity.