It could be that the very idea of health is a plant seeded within fertile as we are unwittingly desperate as we are arable sown watered , sweat flowing from our over our down our onto our full flowering forceful , feracious , , fe,,, f f d'Verse Poetics 'Dungeons and Derivatives' The idea of… Continue reading Thanatophobia, or: Pit
This week Sunday I picked my daughter up from preschool on Sunday afternoon for a playdate with a friend. When I picked her up, I sensed that something was wrong by her mood and behavior; she was being overly emotional about trivial matters (e.g., she was upset because a ribbon had come off her balloon).… Continue reading Did I have COVID-19?
We live with her living with it This post may be short because this is not easy for me to write about. The subject is one that I usually only mention in passing comments: my dear aunt is a stage 4 breast cancer survivor. In much the same way that thoughts of Papa are always… Continue reading Opening up about my aunt’s cancer
A sijo I've feelings I cannot describe \ and others I fear letting loose; the latter tend to dress themselves \ in the guise of the former; I could stick labels on them \ but could never pull them off. Power is domination, control, and therefore a very selective form of truth which is a… Continue reading Letting loose, or: Ceding control
A d'Verse quadrille I’m wound up and wounded Not my body yet, just my heart We’re sitting potential collateral Damage // seems Verse is free But can’t free me From her world, which I’m afraid to leave For, simply, I Want to protect her innocence and heart The prompt: What’s in a word? The above… Continue reading Parenthood, or: Fear
So many people are so certain I have nothing of meaningful substance to add to the conversation about the current flareup in the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. What astounds me is that so many people think that they do. So many are so sure of themselves. That's the meat of this particular blog post so please feel… Continue reading We live together