time is moving slowly today. do you feel it? my mind has played through many stories. my body played through a couple of household tasks. but each time I glance at the clock I see that it’s only moved along by 5, maybe 15 minutes. it feels strange. strange enough that I don’t want toContinue reading “today”

not the death I was expecting {part I}

Grief curls inside me like the yellowed corners of aging drawer liners. Discomforting in its persistent slowness. The temptation to violently rip it off gnaws at my finger tips impatiently.  When I left on my journey to California (and beyond) I didn’t imagine this outcome. Others may have. But I wanted to keep sacred myContinue reading “not the death I was expecting {part I}”