Good Night
The stuff I do, the thoughts I have, the way I tell my story, all are criticisms of me. I want you to criticize me, to tell me the story of my youth, to condemn […]
The stuff I do, the thoughts I have, the way I tell my story, all are criticisms of me. I want you to criticize me, to tell me the story of my youth, to condemn […]
I need to speak your language. I need to speak in a way that you will understand. I need to remember your language, the first language I was taught, in order to talk to you […]
I walk. I marvel at how the once soft, fluffy sands have become hard and unforgiving in the winter’s chill. I’m alone with my thoughts save the sounds of the surf crashing behind me; the […]
I close my eyes, and there you are; a fire in the chilly night, a cool breeze in the scorching sun. I long to hear you sing to me, but for now I simply run […]
Yes, Eve, it is possible to revisit the Garden of Eden, but first you need to wake up from your nightmare.
Understand as you hold the nail firm in your angry torment that neither the hammer or the nail are new.
Here, I stand and do not falter, and sing with a voice that does not crack. Here, I dream the perfect sunrise, the cool crisp air in yet another morning that I’ve survived to see. […]