usually i have sump-in. a quip. a gush. a rant. a peace sign. a white flag a’waving. this week: nada. you’ve rendered me quiet. both hands stacked over my mouth, in disbelief; imprisoning non-existent words. you’ve made me feel small with your...
i wish to unfold my body. i long to lengthen, wall-post to wall-post. limbs and fabric grappling for space as i fingertip to pinkie-toe my spot on the playground. i crave more nights under a flashing paparazzi sky. an on-foot, nomadic counsel with the stars {and...
yesterday in yoga as i reached my left arm skyward, like a sun thirsty bamboo stalk, i felt so jubilant i practically glowed fluorescent. stridently transitioning from pose to pose, with protractor attention to form and rumi-like rapture on our spirits, this was not...
eyes pop open like two lightbulbs in a brightness burning contest. january greets me with air effervescent; champagne bubbled oxygen boozes my already lushy brain. may i have this dance for the rest of my life? sugar pours from my pockets, i can’t contain the...
in the words of nicki minaj, “let’s do this one more time.”let us corral our memories and musings for the year passed. for me, a pasture full of wild horses, rabid dogs, sweet baby kittens, and gentle lambs-all penned together on a neurotic, happy,...
i made it. i’m here. my vienna sausages, 12 packs of ensure {strawberry milkshake flavored} and solar operated radios/flashlights/toilets/tents/clarisonics-because it’s important to have clear pores during the apocolypse, all went to waste. at 3:12am,...
