Elevated, flat, but going nowhere for a while, or possibly ever. I couldn't have thought of a better word. Traveled far and high, blistered feet, bloody knees only to stop, bottom out, flatten out, fade out into something that almost represented a mountain. Can you imagine? The humiliation of almost being a mountain and settling … Continue reading Plateau
Category: GRIEF
Monsoon
I wanted the wind before the storm, it was always my favorite, So I created the wind. I let it rage and let it roam through each part, picking up dust and throwing it through the old lead windows. How easy I think as it moves effortlessly through and out of the house I swore … Continue reading Monsoon
“You’re Late”
From the base of the spine to the back of my neck, the tightness, the irritability spreads through every cell. The boiling chill takes over and tiny soldiers attempt to put out the raging fire with drops of water. She laughs. Idiots, that will never work. She continues her rampage in and out of my … Continue reading “You’re Late”
Are you happy?
"Are you happy?" I stayed silent on the other end of the phone. Ugh, I don't even know what that question means. I think for most people not suffering from chronic depression it's pretty straightforward. I paused for my thoughts. "What do you mean?" He laughed, "I MEAN are you happy?" I scanned my brain … Continue reading Are you happy?
House Call
“What the fuck are you doing here?”I must have blacked out or something. I guess not completely out of character but when I came to I was standing in the middle of a hollowed out tree and it was dark and freezing. I shivered and wrapped my arms around my body feeling bare skin, wondering … Continue reading House Call
Shingles. The Story of My Life.
Shingles. The story of my life. Ready to write a different book. I know ya'll are used to reading more of my comedic writing but I've got some real talk about some physical and mental health issues. I've been getting recurring shingles since I was a young teen. They call it the "Chick Pox Virus" … Continue reading Shingles. The Story of My Life.
Sliding Scale Therapy
"I wasn't sure you were coming today," she was startled at the sight of me when she rushed past with a bowl full of chili. Smelled good. "Margaret, just ring me when she's done paying and we can get started," she winked at me. I missed my last appointment and I don't blame her for … Continue reading Sliding Scale Therapy
Bitter Ass Bitch
When friends ask when you are going to have children...
“Leave your Wife”
"Hey Mel." You whispered in my ear from behind, I was alone at the bar writing. I didn't turn around. I shut my eyes and all our memories flashed quickly, emotions followed. Excitement, fear, despair, resentment, longing. I opened my eyes and reached for your hand over my shoulder. Your touch, a wave of … Continue reading “Leave your Wife”
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 