It was a dinner party joke. His go-to response when someone felt the need to point out how incredibly different we were. “Yep,” he’d say, “My wife is like a fluttering butterfly, and I’m like…” He’d stop here on purpose, holding his glass like he held his silences– fearlessly, steadily. Sometimes people would try to… Read More liquified inspiration
She lived in a very big home, but never noticed the size because it was so very familiar. She grew up here. She slid across the long digital hallways in her favorite house-slippers, and clamored up to the rooftops to be drenched by the light of the electric moon. She knew the pages of every… Read More but then one day…
I know, I know– I just got back and I’m already sending you away? The thing is, I did a little blogging while I was gone and I wanted you to check it out. Today, I will dedicate some time to showing off each piece. There’s a bit of a list, so I’ll give you… Read More here’s your hat, what’s your hurry?
There’s an elephant in my blog. I’m sure you’ve noticed. I can barely type because she keeps nudging the words, sneaking her way around them. I see her in the comments, too, pushing thoughts out of the way and squishing sentences before they’re even formed. I admit it. It’s a little awkward. I wanted this… Read More well. this is awkward.
I don’t really know Mr. Levi. He’s a correctional officer at the prison where I spent 9 months of my incarcerated journey but he was never assigned to my particular units or zones. I glimpsed him, once or twice, making the old women in the med lines blush when he complimented their hair. He seemed… Read More where’re you goin’?
Relax. This is just a blog post. You’ve posted before. Over a thousand times, actually. You’re a little rusty, sure. It’s been over 400 days since you so much as glimpsed the internet… but you don’t need a license to be a blogger so it’s not like you expired. And it’s not as if they… Read More this is not a test.