I wrote this years ago. Writing has always been cathartic for me. Lately, I feel it’s okay for me to share some of my sorrow. I know I’m not the only person who has dealt with the loss of a loved one. So, here is a little story I wrote based on a dream I…
Messe des Morts A festival I genuinely look forward to every year. If you know me at all you know I dislike being in a crowd. It isn’t bad though when the crowd is made up of friends. Fourteen of us (me and my friends) planned our trip to Canada for months. Where we’d eat,…
See the animal in his cage that you built Are you sure what side you’re on? Better not look him too closely in the eye Are you sure what side of the glass you are on? See the safety of the life you have built Everything where it belongs Feel the hollowness inside of your…
It began 10 years ago in the winter of 2004. Actually, it began the summer of 1994. Lollapalooza. I was eighteen. A road trip across the state of Washington. A first real taste of freedom. … but not the story I’m telling today. 20 years… so many memories. In 2004 I was reintroduced to Green…