words from the soul
You search my name on Google and find it. Everything I write. All my heartbeats and songs and moments when I cannot speak. And you hug me and look at me with awe. How do you do it? you ask, and I see a fire light behind your eyes. I do not tell you about … Continue reading For Yael, when you find me.
The street is cobblestone...pretty, yet inconvenient for weary little feet and stroller wheels. It's been a long morning. Breakfast was nice, sitting at an outdoor cafe on the street overlooking mountains, sipping freshly squeezed orange juice and laughing just because...and then walking along the road with all the shops, pretending to be first time tourists visiting … Continue reading Let’s Paint A Memory
The flames are dancing again. They sway softly, reaching up just enough to reveal blues and greens before settling down into the rhythm of orange fused with a yellow-white, burning my eyes as I stare. There is a sudden leap in my heart as one little flame tries to escape and jumps off its wick … Continue reading Flames
To all those suffering: I mean you no harm. I understand what it’s like to be hurt. I understand what it’s like to be angry. I understand what it’s like to be abused. But, to all of those who have abused another, who will never find peace within themselves: it is for you that I … Continue reading The Other Side of the Story
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, she comes to me. Curling up inside my heart, she begs me to remember her. She wants me to smile as I watch her play. She wants me to giggle bashfully. She wants me to be a child again. She is a very persuasive bedmate, and I follow … Continue reading Child of Mine
Colloquially Speaking 