We get what we can take — A prose poem. Last night I watched a man pay for his packs of Coca-Cola with a bag of spare change. His toothless frown — emboldened by the wrinkles encasing his face. Well-worn and overdue for relief, his slack mouth reminded me of this remarkable feat — the one we…

Marble and mud — “It’s like growing lotus flowers. You cannot grow lotus flowers on marble. You have to grow them on the mud. Without mud you cannot have lotus flowers.” Thich Nhat Hanh You sat me on a marble tabletop in the foyer of our home. You fancied me a porcelain doll — one…

Keeps me in line — “Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you.” Thornton Wilder, Our Town There’s not much new to this place we call Earth — the wallpaper, once silk grandeur, is cracked, and people don’t want wallpaper anymore. Or that’s what “they” say, and I guess it’s true — this…

Antediluvian Manifestations — There is a life beyond the river of self-limiting belief. A redefinition of existence on our terms — untethered from the mundane expectations set for us by prisoners of an unimaginative trance. Across that twisting river of troublesome toil — on the other side of that insipid ravine lies a…

A spectacle for those who wonder — I missed the recent #MMP battle but felt inspired by the prompt: “Hot Mess.” Declare yourself, and make it messy. Like a sweet syrup–sticky at the edge of your mouth — words form and tumble out, giving shape to thoughts that lay dormant for years — pinned beneath conformity’s wreckage of socially…

Luck you will not find — At the end of the rainbow, luck you will not find. Simply a myriad of reasons you’re searching was a waste of time. For no luck resides at the rainbow’s end. Instead, you'll realize: that what is, right now, is your best friend. Not what was or what you wish…

A tale of allure and addiction — I saw your ghost upon the moor. I knew it was you by the way you waved to me — not half-heartedly nor with gusto– just sheepishly — just you. I waved back, garnering glances and savory snickers from the living beings nearby, but they couldn’t see what I could see the ghost of…