Whose life is a picnic?

The birds haven’t come yet, and we stand disconnected from the world. We stand weighed down by the burden of a bird utility, and I’m sure my knees will start bleeding soon. You are no Atlas, so give up the idea of shrugging. It’s an incredible life out here, uninterrupted by the vagaries of the … Continue reading Whose life is a picnic?

Spirits

She stares at the bar menu indecisively. The drinks that her parents stocked in the bar are not featured here. She used to enjoy a Long Island Iced Tea with her ex, but the drink was discarded with bitter memories. “Do you have a sampling system, where I can try a few options?” “Lady, are … Continue reading Spirits

Understatement

a turn of phraseintended to be a hintevolved into a story -the blackening Sunmisguides the world-a pink unicornwalks the night sky-sculptors, writersand painterscollaborateto depicta post-apocalyptic world Baba Vanga confesses-she understatedwhat she saw Baba Vanga Quadrille #216 Photo Challenge #552

New Year Wish

Give me the strengthto row my boat on rocky roadsto walk on clouds, float in the skyon wild and whacky waves, let me fly Take away my fearsliberate from limited vision;dump perspectives for the wholeto feel the seamlessness of truth Photo Challenge #545