C O M P A S S I O N

“When you give yourself permission to communicate what matters to you in every situation you will have peace despite rejection or disapproval. Putting a voice to your soul helps you to let go of the negative energy of fear and regret.”
~ Shannon L. Alder

P O P P Y – D A Y

Dad was going on and on about the end of times as I sat in the very last row, my …

D E E P

“We are streaming data, bit by bit, and dilating time into hard-coded love.”
~ V

A N T S

“And real talk, like, seeing these ants and studying them and respecting them, it’s like, man, they’re in their own community too. They’re trying to survive. They love. They fight. They telling themselves something. We can’t understand, but one day we will.”
~ Brandon McCartney

L A N D S C A P E

“The simplest truth about man is that he is a very strange being; almost in the sense of being a stranger on the earth. In all sobriety, he has much more of the external appearance of one bringing alien habits from another land than of a mere growth of this one.

He cannot sleep in his own skin; he cannot trust his own instincts. He is at once a creator moving miraculous hands and fingers and a kind of cripple. He is wrapped in artificial bandages called clothes; he is propped on artificial crutches called furniture. His mind has the same doubtful liberties and the same wild limitations. Alone among the animals, he is shaken with the beautiful madness called laughter; as if he had caught sight of some secret in the very shape of the universe hidden from the universe itself. Alone among the animals he feels the need of averting his thought from the root realities of his own bodily being; of hiding them as in the presence of some higher possibility which creates the mystery of shame.”
~ G.K. Chesterton

J A C Q U E R I E

“Invisible threads are the strongest ties.”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche

N E V U S

“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams
play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?”
~ Nathan Reese Maher

S T O R Y T I M E

She’d felt warm and inviting at firstThen the interaction felt questionable“Don’t think. Just feel,” I said to myself

O E 8 0 0

“Whenever the devil harasses you, seek the company of men or drink more, or joke and talk nonsense, or do …

W R I S T S

A million words were not enough to pick up and carry sorrow to the end of its sentences A million …

H O L D

The fights we prepare for must also be against battles some will say are not ours.
~ V

P A L M S

“As he lifted the leather-bound cover, the musty smell of paper rose up. He turned the first mottled leaf and looked down at an elaborately drawn image. A brimming goblet was decorated with curling vines and bunches of grapes. But instead of wine or water, the cup was filled with words.
John stared at the alien symbols. He could not read. Around the goblet a strange garden grew. Honeycombs dripped and flowers like crocuses sprouted among thick-trunked trees. Vines draped themselves about their branches which bristled with leaves and bent under heavy bunches of fruit. In the far background John spied a roof with a tall chimney. His mother settled beside him.
‘Palm trees…’ she said. ‘These are dates. Honey came from the hives and saffron came from these flowers. Grapes swelled on the vine…”
~Lawrence Norfolk

C O N D I T I O N I N G

We must protect the skin of our babies, and in summer, the responsibility of tempering their exposure to heat becomes magnified. But as they get older, I find sunscreen a metaphor asking me to teach them not to be fearful of life’s rays that they not restrain themselves from swimming in the oceans of their rawness.
~ V

S U P P R E S S I O N

California, Summer 1973 Uncle Jeff doesn’t talk to the family anymore. Dad said he’s having a topsoil moment and will …

B I N D I N G

“He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.”
~ Psalm 147:3

H O W L I N G

Three hours left to meet my self-imposed deadline. Write once a day and hit ‘Publish.’

S O M E W H E R E

I still think about being raped as a wee lass and suspect I always will, but how I think about …

S T A I R M A S T E R S

Wonder Woman sat in the corner of my room, taunting me with her plastic smile and rope of time. She …

B O T T L E D

“Are you single?” he asked“It depends on whether you mean that literally or existentially,” I answered.“Both,” he answered.“Then no and …

W I N G S

Use the wings of the flying Universe, Dream with open eyes; See in darkness. Dejan Stojanovic