• One Lie at a Time

    My closed eyes won’t let me see what’s right in front of me, but will navigate deep into the what-used-to-be. My attempt to drop the baggage as I make my way out of this black hole that seems to have no fin or starting point, has failed me every time, bringing me back to that dreaded point, starting back at one. Progress seems so slow; a step forward ends up being two steps backward. Still, no finish line in sight on this, the longest stride. And forget my cluttered mind — can find no solutions there. The fog inside is thick and thoughts are all in knots, words lose their…

  • Another Day in Confusion Land

    Homemade noodles and chilled sake, in my eyes the world’s still so foggy. Starving my disillusionment and making magic, what a treat it’d be this year to kill the panic. One, two, three, four, five—I lost count of all the posted notes I’ve found, written to the world and my now glacial soul. The to-do’s, self-reminders, and must-do’s know their time will come, but for now on paper they look good, dancing to the beat of my drum. “I hear that… Nothing new… Never mind… We’re doomed…” Their comments match the year’s theme, it seems. But people would go far to prove a point, ignoring when the damage’s been done…