Hope fades into nefarious darkness, and repeated promises, stretched beyond the rainbow’s end, springboard a soulful malnourishment by way of tsunami tears and silently whispered Psalms.
Happy International Typewriter Day!
Upon scrolling on Facebook tonight, I learned that today is International Typewriter Day! So, to celebrate, I wrote an ode—a thank you letter if you will—to my Maya, my 1961 Underwood 18 manual typewriter. I’ve had her for almost a year—even though it feels like so much longer!—and I’ve grown as a writer and person... Continue Reading →
I Am Not My Past (Memories)
I remember, reminiscing about youand the effect you had on my life.They told me that I was supposed tolearn from you and once I got my lessons,I wasn't supposed to revert or glance back. But I did. You were the source of mytears at many a night,and the pain in my heartthat I, unwillingly, held... Continue Reading →
On Holding Back Tears
Somewhere, there is someonewith tears that attempt to be kept from falling.Maybe a graduation or funeral is the place,or perhaps a bride on her wedding day.Somewhere, some lone stranger will sniff and look away,like a criminal caught in the act of a most heinous crime,As others, who are not so shy, crowd aroundwith emotions splattered... Continue Reading →
Relentless Love
Fading away from all that surrounds her,she searches fervently for a love unknown,a surreal, unimaginative love,a love that she’ll never know firsthand.Some say it’s right within her reach,but she doesn’t see it.she doesn’t see anything. Desperately fumbling in things unknown,things that would cause detriment to the whole of her being,immaturity strips her of her knowledge... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 