Foreign fish in a different pond

You’re a bit unfamiliar. It’s a bit exciting, but a hell of a lot more frightening. You have only a few fishes there that somewhat look and behave like you, and a huge number of other fishes that look and behave differently. You try to eat the algae in this pond like the other fish,Continue reading “Foreign fish in a different pond”

How the hell does one do it?

How the hell does one do it? Age gracefully. How do you manage to spin and flow as you dive? As you die? How do you make the best out of winter? How do you cook food and manage kids? Slap on a smile around your family? Pretend to listen to your friends? Sacrifice theContinue reading “How the hell does one do it?”

Who are we

Who am I If I’m unwilling to go all the way To bear all the risks that may come my way To fall hard; to feel lost and confused To lose everything That I work hard to build, day after day All coming crumbling down Like an avalanche with no end It’s what broken dreamsContinue reading “Who are we”

Silences, joys, battles

There’s a period of joy, there’s a period of battle, there’s a want for silence. There’s silence; there’s want for joys and even battles. There’s joys, there’s want for battles. There’s battles, there’s want for silence. There’s silence There’s want for joys and even battles for god sakes.

Shiny dim eyes

He looked at me with shiny eyes. We were lying next to each other and it was dark. He smiled with a curvature on his lips And he didn’t say a thing And when he spoke, he purred deep words. He placed my fallen hair strands back behind my ears and told me that I’mContinue reading “Shiny dim eyes”

Harsh realities of losing hope

Worn out and walking around Trying to open my eyes. All around, there’s the blind leading the blind and chickens with their heads cut off; whatever you want to call them. I’m caught in a slew of nothingness, or just too many things happening all at once. There’s no fine balance, but a brutal divide.Continue reading “Harsh realities of losing hope”

Three guys, all f’d Up

Her life was getting miserable-r, just like anybody else’s, but while getting into that cavity that one falls into in the back of their minds; that cavity that makes everything a thousand times more horrible and painful; she had a thought– there were others too, just as miserable. They live perfect lives and always haveContinue reading “Three guys, all f’d Up”

Chicken-broth like foreign scent and blinds

The rare subtle scent of something like mild diluted chicken-broth or a faraway whiff of miso soup does this to me. It took me years and years to figure out what this scent really could be, and up to today, I’m ninety-five percent sure that it’s related to meat; and most likely chicken. This rare,Continue reading “Chicken-broth like foreign scent and blinds”

Ponzi scheme dreams

I don’t claim to be a saint He said I’ll steal for you, lie for you, fight for you So that you can live like a queen In a pink and maroon house surrounded by trees that you love Papaya, mango and plantains I’ll buy you all the jewels in the world Raise your dreamsContinue reading “Ponzi scheme dreams”