Love as and when love presents itselfRead More Of Love and Timetables
never more than thisRead More Forgotten Summers
I like to tell stories about nameless people who live pseudo-mundane lives. Simply because there are days in everyone’s life where they feel boring and uninteresting. Where the most fascinating thing you do is change clothes, and climb right back into bed. Days when nobody says your name yet you are not any less a […]Read More Friday Night Lighting
I’ve gotten so caught up in contributing to this manuscript that I’ve abandoned the blog again. And the vow I made to post more often. A friend asked me why I had stopped posting yesterday. Well, maybe not a friend yet, but someone I would like to call friend one day. After a moment of […]Read More May My Love Stain You
Strange envelopes delivered by even stranger handsRead More Letter to the One who Came after Me
Mother rubs her flawless skin, then rubs her big belly. Blessed with a girl child, she whispers. Mother ties the last pink bow on a head of pompoms, seeing herself in the eyes of the girl she birthed. Heart swells with pride. Mother says go play outside, I have guests, child. Mother says don’t be […]Read More MOTHER
Sometimes that’s all they are.