Not Worthy [poetry]
The memory of you Fractures Splinters Tears through my psyche Thousands of tears Heartache You were not worthy
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Cry Baby, Cry
I woke up this morning and cried. To be honest, I really don’t know why. It was a deep, hearty and physical cry. My entire body felt the earthquake of it and my emotions blew over me like a hurricane. My body and soul must have needed to purge itself of toxins. Thoughts flood me with my past when cries like this come out of nowhere. I do my best not to get caught in the rushing waters of the rewind. A few remnants of my past sometimes wash…
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Frankenstein’s Monster: Change is Good
Last fall, Post released the retro 1980’s boxes of Count Chocula, Boo Berry and Franken Berry cereals. I immediately recycled the memory of how the boxes looked, the joy I felt when I opened the bag and poured it into my cereal bowl and of course, that first mouth-watering bite. Pure bliss. A friend of mine bought me a box of Boo Berry after hearing me talk about it; it wasn’t the vintage box, but I got excited all the same. I couldn’t wait for the next morning to tear…
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