Flight

Once in a great while I detect glimpses, sensations, impulses; what it felt like, those intrepid days of youth, out of the house, seeding my own liberation, or so I thought; I could dress up, casting spells upon the dance floor, long wavy auburn hair flowing about me,...

Dreaming Awake

I had to look twice, glancing out the kitchen window as the flutter of a mynah bird’s jet black wings jogged my vision into memory, the giant frond of a Queen Emma lily flung carelessly by a kicking wind, bent not broken into a shape resembling  the appendage of...

The Frequency of Home

Perfect timing is universally ordained, though once I did not believe it so; perfection was something I could attain with enough effort, enough input, by simply and assiduously being Enough for everyone and for all time; Then the learning began. Years of silence,...