Don’t sell yourself short when it comes to the retort that you need to file faster than a Tort Claim report against the ones who think bullying’s a sport. It’s a mortifying game, to think that more bidding is the fitting way to play and accumulate fame. Awkward actions make…

Hope Is Not Too Late-It’s the reason for believing. In January of 1971, for the first time, I found myself brokenhearted over lost love. A short season of hopelessness ensued. Looking back, I/we might tell ourselves, ‘oh, that was nothing; I’ve been hurt worse.’ Though likely true, how we handle…

Things fall apart — How quickly things fall apart. No one is ever prepared for the unraveling of their lives by events that are out of their control. A sickness that has come creeping into your life. The death of a loved one and your whole world begins to crumble. The loss of income and now…

Gestating life in the underworld — imagine to my surprise, after more than a decades long of being on a healing journey, to find out that i will never be perfectly healed in the way my mind has been sneakily willing me towards. and that actually, i’ve been letting it try to repurpose and repackage my tender human. as if i can machine wash and…

Young, now old… and my body reminds me everyday — I was the worst of lovers to myself. My once youthful body never complained; what my testosterone crazed mind conceived, my young, indestructible body believed. …

By the hands of Rodin — I’ve sat so much, I’ve become like a knot on a log, glued to one place, unable to move my bronze ass, sinking so low, I am hypnotized by my own paralytic inaction, deep in thought. There are times when I want to be alive, not just as a spectator with my…