here we come again
to a place we’ve never been
that seems familiar.

an ode to cycles:
from things that always change to
those that never will.

boost immunity;
expose yourself to those with
generous spirits.

growing up you’ll find
people lose in innocence
what they gain in age.

what good is it when
those with the best intentions
sorely lack the means?

I stepped up to the counter, 9:15 on a Saturday night. Not having eaten since early that morning, I was unusually hungry, and I probably should have been somewhere other than the local McDonald’s with the kind of hunger I was feeling. But I was in a little bit of a hurry, with less than a half-hour until I was supposed to meet a couple friends at the local cineplex. read more

if you need someone to tell you
the sky’s not gonna’ fall;
if you need someone to sell you
on dreams you couldn’t draw;
if the hope that lies within you
is waiting for the thaw,
take my hand and trust me -
- I’ll show you what I saw.

wanting her happy
was always more important
than just wanting her.

I’m not who I’ve been,
though I can’t remember when
things were different.

I ran into Tony yesterday.
He must’ve been on his break
when he spotted me in line at the food court.
We sat and talked over lunch.
It had been a while.
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cool menthol woman,
with lips as fast as lightning,
how you speak to me.