My ultimate comfort food consists of something extra cheesy and warm and carb-heavy. The cheese is especially important when I’m dealing with a particularly stressful time.
Evening falls, and the only sounds filling the air are the jingle of my dog’s harness and leash and my soles’ thump-thump-thump against the smooth sidewalk.
Atop / The heap, I stake / My claim: I’ve earned the right / To assert my power, proclaim / It’s mine.
There comes / A point where all / Other points converge…
Admittedly, I don’t always know what to do on a holiday.
Below the streetlight I stand — and the cerulean sky beckons me…
There’s something oddly peaceful in my quiet desolation.
The space between our Emeryville apartment’s four walls abounds with stuff.
I stand at the precipice of something great — I can feel it in my core…
I’m scared. And sad. For the world and for society and for humankind.