Degrees of Sadness

Sadness is like humidity It’s like the wet hot Florida heat that fogs your sunglasses and gets trapped in your throat The warmth makes it hard to breath The temperature is palpable And sometimes your heart just hurts Depression can be sticky Like sap on your hands Disrupting every touch So that your fingers cloyingly…

Us

We will be three Three we will be Five with the pups, Michael, baby and me

You’re making people I’m making memories

This place is new Unchartered You’re making people I’m making memories I’m discovering life Some days I believe in new things Knowing I’m alive Wanting to be active, participating, creating in the world Those days I want a new fishing pole I want a sewing machine I want a good camera I want to make…