Over time I have amassed a considerable collection of single socks. I would do a load of laundry, and find that there were a few socks that were lacking their mate. These halves of a pair I would throw into a drawer, intending that when another load of laundry was complete, I would match them with their […]
Tag: writing
The Unbent
Though the wind tears upon my face and rips through my clothing, and slices into my skin, Though the rain hammers my scalp, drenches my coverings, and chills me to the bone, Though the sun creates blisters upon my neck, and causes me to shed that which shields my flesh, Though the snow and ice […]
Open Heart Incision (II)
The muscles in his forearms began to quiver during the motion as recollection of his prior procedures pulsed through his mind. Crimson droplets beaded at the site of the cut as he drew the knife horizontally across the faded scar on his chest. Flickering squares of red and white bit into his vision as he […]
Nebulosity
It was everything I could do, want, and be, that man that you could love and need. It was all that I could possibly desire, to be the one to light those fires. I was the bastion, the fortress, the high ground, the steadfastness when you felt down. I was the light, the warmth and […]
Everything is a choice
The commonly voiced excuse for not doing something is……. “I just don’t have enough time!’ Or, closely related to this excuse…. “I’m just not sure how I can find the time to get {something} done.” Permit me to highlight the lack of true perception relating to these comments. Not having enough time is a, well, not […]
I’m here for you! (As long as there’s drama)
Many years ago I stumbled upon a quirky, creative, and insightful movie. This movie featured several scenes involving fairly prominent actors. The short scenes totaled no more than several minutes each. Each scene highlighted a different theme ranging from humorous, to scientific, to melancholy, and even ironic. Each short had different actors. In one, Bill Murray […]
Open Heart Preparation (I)
Tristan sat in perfect stillness in the old wooden chair. A stranger walking into the room would scarcely have noticed the micro-movements of his shoulders, rising and falling. A friendly soul would not have perceived movement of his muscular chest and trim stomach. He was statuesque to the observing eye, but inside, he was a […]
Am I really seeing this?
We know human beings are capable of some incredible feats. There are those capable of fantastic achievements in athletics. There are a select few that make astounding discoveries in science and medicine. There are individuals capable of beautiful and imaginative writing. There are people who achieve awe through art and music. There are even people that […]
The given moments
All of this each fleeting second all passing moments every ticking minute each counted hour and guaranteed day all worked away weeks and planned on months and goal setting years. even the wisdom-granting decades. We own none of it. it is all leased, borrowed, and rented, this time we are so sure that we own. […]
Particulate
All of the particles left their source. They danced upon the breeze, pirouetted amongst the leaves, and tiptoed onthe curves of clouds. They sparked amongst the flames, chilled on the tundras of ice, bounded from rock to rock, and swam into the waves. They pulsed with happiness, and rolled with sadness, careened off nothingness, they […]