I stirred the pot. I churned up the dregs of my existence. And with my insides turning over and over, the agitation brought the past into my present, the fractured pieces of memory back into my ongoing consciousness. I greeted this other me with anguish. I both knew it was impossible to be simultaneous withContinue reading “self-reflection: the upside-down now of stepping through the looking-glass”
Monthly Archives: May 2014
where comfort lies
She is thirteen years old. She is in great emotional pain. Her small frame shakes under its weight. She walks up to each of the adults who are lined up waiting for her. She cannot contain her tears; her face is twisted with contortions of grief. As she moves from person to person, each ofContinue reading “where comfort lies”