I forget how good things can be but I am starting to remember. Do you? We'd been driving for hours on some hidden highway. We thought it'd be fun to take the long way home. I didn't know at the time what made you say stop here. In the moment I thought maybe it was …
what I do when I can't sleep…
I want to wake you but I dare not. I want to keep you here. I let you sleep mostly so I can watch you and brush my finger tips across your forehead to feel its softness. You are dreamy when you are dreamy. I edge a little closer so I can feel your breathing. …
reflections of a lost lover
There's so much more to say I was going to tell you I still love you but it doesn't matter anyway you have already gone away. Hey, do you see me that day so long ago lying quietly under the palm tree? You were there rubbing your toes in the sand. Today, it is my …
fall by the wayside
This travellin’s not all it’s cracked up to be How 'bout we stop right here and make a place for you and me. We will take the stars above and the land under our feet to make this sweet home sweet. When I think of all the country I’ve seen in the twists and turns …
My life has become something I can't begin to recognize. Sharp stabbing pains strike without warning. I spent the last week training people with my painted on smile and pretend levity. What is most sad is how much my teaching and facilitating skills are admired. Maybe instead of adrenaline, I am running on pure charisma. …
Dixie's Road Trip 