Easter Sunday

Melancholia, Melancholia. I know that you’re there. As you always have been. Hidden. In plain sight. A dark secret. You make things flat. And gray. I see you. Acknowledge you. But won’t accept you. Ever-present, you try to hide. Or camouflage as someone else. Something else. Shrouded as light. Though you are darkness. Pretending toContinue reading “Easter Sunday”

24 March 2022

(Note: if you are here for the recipe it is at the bottom of this post) 24 March 2022 Thursday. 11:30am. Starbucks on Delaware. Sitting in the same seat I often did while studying for a BA a few years ago. It feels oddly satisfying. Returned from NYC yesterday via Amtrak. It felt good toContinue reading “24 March 2022”

Frozen Harbor

After work today there was still light in the sky so I rode to the waterfront. It wasn’t my intention but was drawn to it unmistakably. It was cold frigid, actually wind blew through me. Ice crunched scraping against itself and I shivered Seagulls flew and squealed with eyes set on patches of water desperateContinue reading “Frozen Harbor”

Art Saves Me

Some days I draw or sketch or scribble or even paint Some I keep often I don’t like poetry it is a release It helps me to remember who I am that I am alive Art saves me every single day