prompt: shadow If you’re with me, if you don’t leave my side, like my shadow at noonday, then I think, I really do believe, that I can do it. I’ll make it. But only if you’re with me. Continue reading If you’re with me
Prompt: scars If you follow the curve Up to the crease of her elbow And send shivers down her spine You will find The raised skin Speaks of a time Devoid of caution and suspense It was just straightforward Headlong Merriment But little legs aren’t meant to climb Tall, ancient oaks Like a monkey or … Continue reading Memoir of a Scar
sometimes when I try to build bridges, instead I end up with knives, that poke and prod with unseemly precision (which I never meant to do), or when I try to make amends, it blows up on me like a grenade. somehow my words start out in good faith and intentions but end up like an … Continue reading tongue-tied
I don’t think you know how you get me like no one else. How you shine so bright to me. You are my star and make my heart swell like a flower in bloom. Continue reading Did you know?
We are over a month out from our return, but I’m only just nearing the last days of our trip here on the blog. I guess life has a way of doing that; even with the best intentions, we get swept away and along the tide of constant to-do’s and too-much. But, I digress. Because … Continue reading Berlin
Visiting Dachau was deeply challenging. If you have followed my blog or know me personally, you know that I spent the summer in Palestine and Israel several years ago. So much of the conflict, the existing trauma for both Israelis and Palestinians, is the festering remnant of a tragedy that unfolded hundreds of miles away–a tragedy that has … Continue reading Dachau Concentration Camp
We had the joy of meeting up with friends of our friend while in London. That’s one thing that is so special about traveling; you realize just how small the world is. On our walk to join them, the air was damp with intermittent rain, the sky a perpetual gray with no sunshine in sight. … Continue reading London