memoriam
Where do the dead go? I know that they live on in our hearts and minds. They are a part of us, what we were and what we might become. The dead live on within me. They are like a tether that reminds me from whence I came....
Read MorePosted by Michael | May 23, 2016 | Nibbles and Nuggets |
I’m okay. Frightened. Dis-eased. Slightly numb to the burgeoning optimism. Overcome by lingering anxieties. Anticipating the reclamation of my sanctuary. Weary of my tendency to isolate. Stuck in the now when I need to...
Read MorePosted by Michael | Apr 28, 2016 | Stone River Writers |
I could always care less. The problem with any attempt to go through life not caring at all, is that I’ll always be tripped up by the fact that I do care. Is it a need, a want or some curious combination of the two? I take...
Read MorePosted by Michael | Apr 25, 2016 | Stone River Writers |
To be alone. Is this possible so long as your mind functions? It poses questions. Transports you back to spaces, times, people, and emotions. You know that it and the people are real because they reflect things that you’ve...
Read MoreInspired by the testimonies of intimate partner abuse survivors. There is power in your story. A story to be told by your voice only. A voice that drives you to act, to talk, To speak to us with your walk. Oh, let me see your...
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