As I crossed over the Portsmouth bridge into Maine this afternoon, I saw a flock of white seagulls fly over the deep blue river. They dissipated into the grey winter forest, somehow making me feel at home, along with the muddy patches of melting snow, and the vivid shifting sky, over permeating stillness:Solitude at peace... Continue Reading →
Music gives me the power to love. Love gives me the courage to fail, the permission to be flawed, the insight that there are many Ways and more than one answer. Faith gives me the wisdom to be patient, to believe in signs, to learn from my emotions and to simply be.
The cold granite stones beneath our feet made us taller, Elevating us above the ordinary cobblestones of Post Office Park, The moon shinning over our pre-pubescent crew of misfits. One step closer to the sky. It was on nights such as these that I felt my first creative pangs. They began as fleeting impressions... Continue Reading →
To wring a poem from my gut, there’s nothing like infuriation, with acid reflux burning, comes a verbal deviation. My words seethe from every crack, I say only in a sarcophagus, would you be able to silence, this woman’s throbbing esophagus. Wrenching impotence, in the face of calamity, give me a Pepcid Ac... Continue Reading →
Fortified by my seeming indifference and prescription –dulled demeanor, the tears don’t leak until days later, in the safety of solitude. Your weakness has become me, questions batter my mind with guilt and grief; Was it my perfectionism? Was I too demanding? What else could I have done? I tried and tried and... Continue Reading →