My journal of big words and pretty pictures
From the road, the house appears abandoned. Parasitic vines run rampant over the once manicured lawn. Shrubbery has gone feral, their wandering branches attacking the crumbling siding, worming their way under the slats and prying them away from the cinder block walls. The front door stands open, as if the old woman is still home, waiting for … Continue reading Cleaning day
For the past several weeks, a close friend has been joining me on my morning jaunts. We power walk for about an hour and a half, burning up the sidewalks around my neighborhood. During those 90 minutes, we talk about our lives, our kids, and our relationships. We vent to each other about various vexations … Continue reading In full bloom
I can’t breathe. This room is closing in on me and claustrophobia keeps jabbing me with sharp sticks. I can’t fight back in this suffocating space. The promise of the wind in my hair, the sun on my skin, the warm earth beneath my feet, keeps me yearning for freedom. I long for wide open … Continue reading Room to spare
Over the course of a lifetime, we create many different faces. Not so much to hide, or deceive, but in our quest to discover who we really are, we constantly change and adapt. When we are children, we try to fit in, so we act a certain way to gain attention from our parents, teachers, … Continue reading Last layer
If only I could store away all the mistakes of my life into little jars, set them on a high shelf and never think of them again. Maybe taking them down every so often, dusting off the grime that coats them, and shaking them to make sure my secrets are still securely hidden away. If … Continue reading Deep in the foothills
Left to weather the years untended, scrub and cedar saplings have taken over the church yard. The spindly fence surrounding the garden teeters at the verge of collapse, barely holding back the spirits cradled inside. Sometimes, late in the evening, betwixt the flickering stars and the waning moon, a mournful keening weaves its way up from the … Continue reading Fenced in
Thin spiral notebook 