This week I’m grateful: for the little bit of rain that we had the other day. Though it was very light, it made me happy and hopeful for more. for the friendliness of the oven-repair person. Though he didn’t have the right parts to replace for our oven (and has to come back next week), […]
It rained during the nightEnough to make the ground dampand the trees hopeful.Enough to freshen the air,cooling and cleaningClouds block the suna respite from the heatWindows open, deep breaths.Let us begin.
Wavelengths from the sourcedissipate as they travel.Yet as I traveltowards you, my wavelengthsstrengthen, my sourcesdisappear, and my destinationmoves along with theWavelengthsof you.
The bandage provides coverto heal, protecting the woundshielding it from view.The visible indicationto otherssaying “I am woundedand I need time to recover”An important indicatoryet a bandage is oftensomething we try to hide.
Late Summer dry airwith smells that call back to memoriesof going to school.Walking to the bus stopTo be ridiculedfor your eyesfor your othernessAre these eyes really so different?Am I the only one to seethe ignorancethe hateSmells that call back memoriesand now knowing that I havemoved forward.
These feetcracked and wearynot properly cared foryet, have cared forTheir plight measured in distanceand yearsWith flex and strengthwith will and persistencethese feet,cracked and weary,not properly cared foryet, have cared forcontinue their steps.
This week, I’m grateful: for taking half the week off of work, leading into a long weekend. Rest is good! for great grilled hamburgers, grilled chicken for burrito bowls, and just being able to throw things on the grill for quick, easy, and tasty meals. for sleep. for music. for the privilege (and being spoiled […]
Sometimes, on Friday nights before a long weekend, when you are settling in together to watch new episodes of some of your favorite shows, the occasion calls for freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. And sometimes, with 5-minutes left before the cookies are finished, your oven angrily beeps and flashes F96 at you. It’s those times […]
It’s like writing at school: In English class you’d write in your book and you can’t erase what you’ve written. It’s easy in Microsoft Word to be so pedantic and look at a blank screen. With typewriters, there’s more permanent to what you put on paper. Sometimes that leads to more creative outcomes because you […]
Wild grass and reedscoarsely whisperThere’s no waterTrees siphon the last from their ownfibers withinTheir roots shriveled in pain.The birds find puddlesthough “puddles”are not what they expect.We humans pray for rainas our sprinklerswater our sidewalks.
Friday! Here’s your mood setter, Yuma Abe’s “Omaemo”. Have a great weekend! 🎵
All you can do is keep making the work you want to see in the world. Austin Kleon Austin Kleon knows just what to post at exactly the same time I am contemplating something that correlates.
Today’s mood courtesy of Radio Capital’s “La Vida Boheme”. 🎵
Holding each othertalking about the pastand the futureThe present and the state we holdWe know now thatwe did not know thenAnd we know now thatwe will know.That today requires our fullaffection,That we must trust what isto be.
From Anne Helen Peterson’s “The Final Frontier of the Text Inbox“: West Elm will be emailing you once a day about the last day of its Summer Clearance until you die. Even after you die, maybe even after West Elm dies, the emails will still hit your inbox, like boats against the current, borne back […]
Today’s mood setter is “Oh!”, by The Linda Lindas. 🎵
Clouds Blocking light, blocking thought An occasional bird weaves in and out of vision. Earth Scars of disaster and of man An occasional tree grows despite our best efforts. Underground So dark and yet comfortingly warm An occasional Earth emerges. To cover and renew.
Watched episodes 1-3 of Only Murders In the Building and just watching the chemistry between the cast makes me happy to watch this. Funny, and looks like the story is going to be really good. 📺
Finished Reading Incredible Doom Vol. 1. 📚 I took @sod’s recommendation and am very happy I did so. There’s so much to love in each drawn frame and the story is stellar. I’m anxiously waiting for the next volume.
In airports, I have never been a resident alien; I am a traveler, just like everyone else. I really love this comic by Shing Yin Khor.