The night ends. The hundred candles are a mere resemblance of what they were six hours ago. I still recall the warm invigorating scent. I still see the shadows dancing on walls that extended 20 feet into the sky. The inner courtyards exposed a veil of stars and a faint light shone from the watching… [Read more…]
December 29, 2008
Written December 19th flying back to New York: This is where I was a year ago. I know what happens next, because I have been here before. The difference is only that this time, I am only uneasy, not scared. When history repeats itself, there is a common source. “The teacher comes when the student… [Read more…]
October 8, 2008
I drove home. The words in my mind sprinting, poetic. If only I could regurgitate them precisely here. I feel full. Satisfied. Leaving Starbucks with a completion, satiated not only from my sugar-free, non-fat, extra foam latte, but deep within. I want to go home and run to my dog, kiss him, hug him. I… [Read more…]
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