For All We Know

Stories, stories everywhere. Especially here.     This   Everything catches my eye: spent blossoms of blue plumbago in a small tidy heap vivid beneath grass-green leaves and its whip-like stems a man, stopped mid-stride on a sidewalk, debating with air the time and its demons, ragged clothing aflap on his livewire frame Nostalgic for … Continue reading For All We Know

PastPresentFuture (5)

“If they won’t let you join their game, make your own. When they see how much fun you’re having, they’ll ask to join your game.” I thank my mother for those words. They have saved me many years of heartache and formed my best #pastpresentfuture.     PastPresentFuture   i. see her, hips rounded like … Continue reading PastPresentFuture (5)