Poetry Series – Death, Mustard, and Rorschach

Sometimes it’s subtle but every day, here we were, just finding beauty in what could be someone else’s mess.  What do you see? Call me crazy but I guess that’s the perspective of it all. DEATH, MUSTARD, AND RORSCHACH The year everyone died all at onceYou would sneak condiment packets from the break-room drawers andContinue reading “Poetry Series – Death, Mustard, and Rorschach”

Poetry Series – Messenger Dove

Sometimes I feel like the closer I get to myself, the further I get from the world around me. The more I zero in on and appreciate the little things and the synchronicities in life, the more disconnected I feel from the humanness that I’ve been trying so desperately to hold on to in hopesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Messenger Dove”