Cocktail hour
there were mornings when i’d wake up
and the weight of my own skin
felt too heavy … Continue readingCocktail hour
Curtain call
The lights turn off, letting unrestrained darkness dominate the room. In seconds, it replaces every element that brought energy and agitation to the once-vivid auditorium … Continue readingCurtain call
What was once a place without a single blade of grass steadily transformed into a sanctuary for aging horses, flocks of birds and other creatures in need … Continue reading
Junebug
Brown anoles skittered over scorching cement,
as they desperately fled sweaty fingers
covered in chalk dust
and a lopsided smile that was missing a couple teeth. … Continue readingJunebug
Growing happy
“Raise your hand if you want to be happy,” Julie Abrams-Bernier, a psychologist, asks the room. Eleven hands rise. … Continue readingGrowing happy