Head in the Sky: The Ancients
Hair: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Hair.My hair falls out in clumps.I watch it wash down the showerAnd I begin to cry.It’s so silly the little things we hold on to, the little things that make us feelspecial,hidden,pretty.Mommy is trying to make me feel pretty.She does my hair,My nails.She tells me “It’s going to be all right.”I don’t know if I... Continue Reading →
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I'm really happy you've enjoyed the excerpts I've shared from Porridge. The memoir is still in progress but I've been considering posting an excerpt every Monday.Now, I'm not promising anything since I still have to think about it :)Here are the links to the excerpts in case you've missed them: Railings and Dominoes I'll be posting another in 1 minute.l/r
More Porridge?
Yesterday, I posted an excerpt from the memoir I'm writing and I got an excellent response. Although, I really wanted a ton of feedback and thoughts I received a handful of likes that have given me the impression that you enjoyed what you read. If you go into my FAQ you'll see that I mention... Continue Reading →
And we lay down as if we were dead, to admire the sky above and the heavens we had heard of.
087Head in the Sky: The Ancients l/r
An Excerpt from my memoir “Porridge”
RailingsMarvin tells me of a spot in the subway station where the suicidal people make their jumps.And of a blue phone you pick up when you need someone to stop you.I stand in the subway station and hold the concrete post: to secure myself and prevent my body from lunging forward.As the ground beneath me... Continue Reading →