Winding Down

warm unlit shop signs  nothing tumbling but the weeds  streetlights broadcasting empty stages cold stone where soles stood while the sun was high not xmas but  wrapping up the present  surrounded by loving energy warm glows from window pane boxes  a gathering of souls memory invoking laughter a gratitude that can be tasted lingers inContinue reading “Winding Down”

English Teacher Memory

Sooo, I’m not sure why this even crossed my mind… But, I remember when….(insert blurry lines and fade to the past music ).. My teacher in college informed me that my writing was entirely too descriptive. She requested a sentence…a complete sentence. So…we took a journey down moist, trash filled alleys with the pungent stenchContinue reading “English Teacher Memory”