In a reality that seemed like a dream, I hit the snooze button on the alarm and drifted away for a couple more hour long minutes. In a dream that … Continue reading Was It A Dream?
My second born son – where do I begin? He was delivered to us some time ago, a forever that was only yesterday, by cesarian section. The day before his … Continue reading Why Ask Why?
I went to the grocery store today. They did not have any strawberries. Or cherries. Or green bananas. Or fresh oranges. I immediately thought, figures, considering. I tried looking for … Continue reading nOn-cOmmOn sEnsE
(I looking at looking me) I pull at me’s skin with a blunt edge called life, leaving a scrape on the surface of us, and wonder, while looking at me, … Continue reading I Reflect Me
Hearing the scratching (We are the floor we feel,) of finger nailing the backing, (our unfrozen terrain remains unfrayed) while smelling the necking (as we explore the sacred friction of … Continue reading Miss. Behave Ing
There was this boy. He grew up in the rural South. He drank Pepsi Cola from glass bottles. He ate Nabs. He worked in tobacco fields at the age of … Continue reading The Second Hand
Interviewer : Hello Vernon. It’s nice to have you with us today. Thank you for being here. Vernon : Glad to be here. Honored, honestly. Interviewer : So, you have … Continue reading One Year Blog-iversary
I find it suspect that, in this moment of infinity, in this moment of lollygag, out of all the things you could be reading, out of all the things you … Continue reading Cattywampus
I visited a Christmas tree farm to survey the goods and see if they had my coveted place holder for the upcoming holiday season. The sky was overcast and gray. … Continue reading O’ Christmas Tree
She shivers and delivers misty breaths as she cries and tears ride down her cheeks, onto her chest. He stammers and hammers his fists into the ground with bloody sounds … Continue reading These Three Words
This past weekend. What can I say. Really! Friday night, I was lounging on the sofa in my boxers, browsing through my latest dating app. Swipe left for this response. … Continue reading Make a Night Out
I called her while driving home after a long day of work. Normally, I do not like talking on the phone while commuting home even though she is my exception … Continue reading Bunnies, Bulls, and Bathtubs