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Beneath the Live Oak Tree

A draping canopy, but the rain still pierces where the leaves break. She sits comforted in a timber embrace.

from December 3, 2024

I’d Like to think that I will be okay

I'd like to think that I'll be okay. That the rain will stop someday. The pain will simply leave. My mind can just be at ease.   I'd like to think that I'll be okay. Or that is what I used to say. At ages 9, 13, 17, and 21…

from December 3, 2024

Borrowed Personhood

Friends, friends, friends! I am someone because I am my friends! I know myself even though I sound quite scattered. (Please remind me, who am I?) God, I just feel so lost! But, inside, I can tell what I am. I just need to sort through these damn lives!

from December 3, 2024

Stupid Bass Pro Pyramid

Banana bread and barbeque salads be damned, nothing in the city could save me from the rain. The rain washed me and the home I built in Memphis away.

from December 3, 2024

Home Fried Discomfort

 “Hey Darlin’” sends warmth down my spine. I am home and feel loved by the stranger who did not make eye contact with me as they greeted me. Grease thickens the air.  *** The air outside is stiff, muggy, and angry. This environment should welcome no one. Yet, the cicada’s…

from October 1, 2024