Wake

There was a vague twinge in the Universe that woke me from my dreams that night. A soft, wordless whisper that gently grazed my mind with fingers like spring petrichor, wisdom surging from strings of lavender and copper smoke, an electric static burst that exploded around me in the darkness. A message, transcribed in the … More Wake

Dreaming Reality

It was the middle of the night when you called me, your voice whispering into the darkness around me from the bright white light of my phone. I didn’t understand why you were whispering, because I live alone, and the phone wasn’t on speaker, and even though it was the middle of the night you … More Dreaming Reality

Grief and Memory

I am sitting in my hotel room in Virginia, while my dad, my aunt and my uncle detail through all of the stuff that has come up after the death of their parents. In a tiny little assisted living apartment (which consists of a living room, bathroom, fridge and sink and a tiny bedroom), it … More Grief and Memory

A Last Goodbye

Today is a sad day. I’m trying to write this with grief and a whisper of whiskey on my breath. It’s never easy to say a final goodbye. I was waiting to write out a departure letter to one, and now I am writing out a departure letter to two, instead. This morning my grandmother … More A Last Goodbye

Oh God

Oh god. This is torture. This is torture feeling two totally conflicting emotions. Loss and gain. What sights might I see! Ask me for a drink? Or coffee? I can’t decide what I’m doing. Oh god. Wander around the town I grew up in Late nights on dark streets Whispers and my head hangs low … More Oh God