Um, better late than never? Happy Anniversary, MLP!
Wow, where on earth is Promise, eh? I haven’t been back, really back in the saddle of writing since early December. I probably shouldn’t tell you that, as you may not have noticed the HUUUGGEE gap (gulp) but since I missed my own damn anniversary, I thought I should get down on bended knees and freeakin APOLOGIZE. BABY, I’m sorry!... [Read more...]
Conman-Jeremy Clark-Erskine
It was an ordinary night in October, 2009. I was on OKCupid, considering disabling my profile, as I was exhausted from dating, and wanted to take a break. A handsome and charming young man and I started chatting on IM, and he impulsively asked me if he could meet me for some ice cream, right then. So I said yes (what the hell sort of thinking). 2 dates... [Read more...]
Not enough time
There’s not enough time to fix it–to mend over the broken, ripped stitches.Or to make new, luminescent ones. There’s not enough words–I have to shout just so you will hear me, and even then, I’m abbreviating it so you will get the gist. There’s not enough ways to talk–talking brings on coughing, which brings... [Read more...]
Quan Yin-in the dark
Quan Yin statue I step up to the altar-greet her dragon; gaze at her face. I light one candle, then another, and mentally rest for a moment, though I am standing. It feels like a perch, spiritually. A place at the end of a quick-light footed staircase, leading to a panorama. I perch there, and muse on my path, and the various threads that intersect... [Read more...]
Ode to Redheads-Tom Robbins
How are we to explain the power these daughters of ancient Henna have over us bemused sons of Eros? Red hair is a woman’s game. The harsh truth is, most red-haired men look like blonds who’ve spoiled from lack of refrigeration. They look like brown-haired men who’ve been composted. Yet that same pigmentation that on a man... [Read more...]
