Memoir of a Scar

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

tongue-tied

  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

Berlin

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

London

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

Paris

Paris was another first for the both of us. The trauma from the recent tragedies in the city were still palpable. Even as normal life ensues, the bitter taste of mourning still finds its way into conversations and interactions. I could feel that in Paris. I have only personally befriended one person from France outside … Continue reading Paris