In this hand, I hold the things that are true. And you know, I should really go to bed. Big day tomorrow, day off, writing day, video day; these are the daily details that don’t matter in months, memories, moments frozen forever like that doll, standing atop a bookcase, three shelves laden.
Monthly Archives: January 2021
Word Association Game
Hack, quack,
let the drummer whack
her drums, thrums of a heartbeat
Graveyard of Lullabies: Author Note 2021
Which comes first, the hurt, or the understanding of what it is to be in pain? We talk about the chicken or the egg, the egg or the chicken, we talk of empathy, feeling someone else’s pain without truly feeling it, we are very good at talking, in definitions, in consequences and sequences, numbers and additions and words that end as abruptly as they begin.
The hurt comes first, obviously.