Rearview Mirror

While perusing some old books from college I found a random poem I had written clearly about a breakup. Definitely not even close to my best work…but it is sometimes great to take a peek at where you came from versus who you now are. So, with that in mind I have opted to share … More Rearview Mirror

The Real World…

So here I am left in a situation of really just getting to know my dad for the first time. Of getting to know myself for the first time. Of everything. I am left…simply left…like he did to me years ago. Yet, I am suddenly gaining ground on how and why everything happened. My world … More The Real World…

Father, Father:

Here we go again on this rickety ride of our ritualistic nature. My nature. Well, I have been in talks with my father. First time really in four or five years and, well, he will be here within two weeks. May 4th to be exact. It is so difficultas so much has happened since my … More Father, Father:

Writing is Like…

You know, Sometimes writing seems like Such a chore. Dishes… Laundry… Cooking… I know it all needs to happen. I know they all need to happen. And yet there are days, And days When my sink is full of dishes. When I do not wear clean clothes. When I do not eat. I know it … More Writing is Like…

Alice’s Articulately Forced “Options…”

So this is the story of many of our lives without most even having this slightest bit of understanding. The universe is often such a manipulative little bit#+ forcing us to befriend the Queen of Hearts while repeatedly being convoluted by the actual, living, breathing ones. That is exactly how life, the universe (i.e. karma) … More Alice’s Articulately Forced “Options…”