Brooklyn Baby: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir

Brooklyn Baby I cried yesterday when I got home. I felt my insides shake and my spine curl inwards, Like my body was seeking a warm hug from something, Anything, Even itself. I sat in bed and closed my eyes then let the music play with them closed, Sometimes, if I let it consume me... Continue Reading →

Grab a Bowl

I have soo much more wonderfulness to post. I was super excited last night because I found a USB key from my childhood with writing pieces on it. Just Words was a piece I wrote two years ago; I feel like I've opened a time capsule. I'll be posting more soon.

Grab a Bowl

Go to your kitchen right now and grab the biggest bowl you can find. I mean salad bowls, a casserole dish, your bathtub will do: I have the most amazing thing for you tomorrow. So amazing I had to prepare you a day ahead of time. It's written and its wonderful. l/r

November

I made a promise, To a girl I never knew, That I'd see Daddy again, In November, Three years later. Every day I'd miss my opportunity To prove myself to this strange girl. And with December at our door And the sky growing dark I know I will break my promise to her. From her... Continue Reading →

Grab a Bowl

Before my family moved up north my cat, Thorn ran away. I hate that - ran away- the sound it makes. He needed some fresh air and he went out as he always did with the expectation to come back to his family. Only to find the house empty, torn apart and his family no... Continue Reading →

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