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Fingerprints
The spray of the summer sea, the siren’s song, salty and grounding. The sun never sets here. It lingers just above the horizon, suspended between leaving and return, gilding the water in a permanent state of almost. It’s time for landscapes and nature doodles again. Small attempts at holding stillness in my hands before it…
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Drab
Intimate. Soft and aching with nostalgia. Looking at the world through a dust-kissed vintage lens or rubbing the cuff of a favorite sweater until the threads begin to bloom loose. My palette murmurs quietly with a muted trumpet of color. I know this song in my fingertips. Every exhale already knows the lyrics. A mutual sinking.…
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Energy
Another birthday blurred into the routine and Mother’s Day settles like a quiet promise in the corner pocket. I’m feeling pretty jazzed this week. A buoyant, restless energy. I am a tightly wound coil waiting for release, riding a wave of excitement that hasn’t quite crested yet. Every conversation feels half a volt hotter than…
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Cool Cats
The cats! Tiny landlords of emotional real estate. I miss the uncomplicated warmth of a furry baby—the pure cuteness, the cuddles, the casual emotional extortion, assholery, and the dgaf swagger of a creature that screams for food like you’ve abandoned it in the tundra for centuries. An emotional weather system: unpredictable, localized, and impossible to…
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Wonder
“Who’s that?” “Kurt Cobain.” “So it is.” Not the same grunge god that bestowed the First Testament, “From the Muddy Banks of the Wishka”, but the simple man who made it past 28 in my mind. I wonder what he would think of the last 30+ years. His clout goggles are in fashion again. “He’s…
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Fear
The monster better run. No more cowering or pleading for just a chance. Harnessing her call to arms, she’s ready, steady, go for the next move and her eye is on the prize. Time to fear her. A scare earlier this week left me rattled, but intact. One wrong shift and a little hiccup nearly…
