The Weight
I was hollow shadows holding onto four hours of sleep and Ambien, wearing sunglasses inside, under excruciatingly dim lights. My eye sockets sinking into my cheekbones. People would visit my mom’s hospital room with...
Tagged: struggle
Some call it struggle, some call it battle, fight, dance, ride, leap, laugh. We all label the string of events called life according to our perspective. Here is to struggle!
Smooth Sailing
Poem The water is choppy, and clouds cover the sky. This vessel between me and the ocean. A few miles back, the sun had shone, and I’d glided along, languid and calm. But...
A Karaganda Christmas Dream
Poem The snow, mixed with mud– Like grey diamonds Glitters underfoot. Presents wrapped in newspaper (No ribbons for us) We have wine and candy Listening to the old familiar songs. I can feel...
Crossroads
Poem Great job Looks like it, from here Ending-type colored sky That may point to denouement Those ribbons placed for Quality of win Classy, out of place though Life beginning stormy-like An “I...
