Introduction: This piece was inspired by an article I read in the Washington Post about A School of Music for Women in Afghanistan that was destroyed by the Taliban and turned into a bunker for their operation. Only some of the women were able to escape. Some Americans who were assisting the escape efforts are … Continue reading Song Stress – For Afghan Women
The morning air whispers strongly of Autumn in my lungs. The Great impending Fall of all we no longer need. The return of moisture for the gift of breathing deeply, to smell the aromas of culminating soil and seeds, preparing for a grand sleep. The scents of raindrops caressing petals of plants who surrender their … Continue reading Autumn Whispers
I can feel your aching in my bones and deep beneath my skin, in the place we all know but cannot name. I see you. Those with mounting loss that never relents, pieces of you taken slowly over time like a pickax on stone to make a cliff. Or all at once like a bomb … Continue reading Journey of a Geode
My scars are remnants of stars who tore across the sky to open my eyes. For sleeping too much makes the night too long, and everyone needs the hope of another dawn after darkness reigns. Else we be tempted to believe pain and suffering is all there is; that struggle is how we are meant … Continue reading Golden Wounds
Time is truly zooming by like it can travel at the speed of light and was just holding out on us. Like Time was waiting to see if we'd believe it, and cracked up laughing when we did. We thought we had more than enough time to squander on things that don’t make our hearts sing. … Continue reading The Speed of Light
This linear unfolding isn’t even for the birds cause I’m pretty sure they know the truth about time. They fly secret patterns only seen by their own kind, and unlock the scrim with reality flowing behind it. They let out the currents of the true wind before they close it up again. So they can … Continue reading The Truth About Time
Sometimes life feels wrong in every way.Discouragement and dwindling hope are like pieces that are too big for the puzzle, so they just take up space with no consideration to the garish view. And those clunky jagged things become the sun and sky.Meanwhile so many of us are in the same boat that the boat … Continue reading The Missing Melody
Everyone cheers for someone who is fighting for their life, full of hope with a positive message, vulnerable enough to be relatable, but not too much as to be overwhelming. She is seen as sincere when she talks about overcoming. She inspires, because she has a life-threatening disease, but she still believes she will beat … Continue reading A Note from the Shadows (an essay confessional)
Author's Note: In Greek Mythology, Poseidon fathered many children through powerful women by seducing them, or raping them when his kinder efforts did not work. Atlantis was allotted to him and it is said that he populated the land with offspring from a mortal woman. Some say Atlantis fell in war with Athens because they … Continue reading The Seafarer’s Prayer
We wonder how we will ever get through. We don't know if we will but we believe. We don't always know what we believe in but we have faith anyway, maybe in life. Maybe in the great carrying on of it all. The survival instinct that drives such great feats. The birth of fire. The … Continue reading The Art of Shapeshifting
