Tagged: living

there are glimpses of

there are glimpses of
not belonging sometimes
especially in the
places where we ought
to, want to, or have long
dug out a space to,
belong. perhaps belonging
is mostly an acquired
taste – with just enough
salt, sugar, or sriracha,
we can get by with ignoring
the necessary blandness
.
20230506:0418
y

Advertisement

at the end of the

at the end of the
night, i store all of these pinpricks
in my heart, absorbed,

melted down into coarser,
even coarser elements, pray
.
20220421:0147
y

in stages, we learn

in stages, we learn
to let go, understanding
we live cyclically
.
20220420:2002
y

between the old man

between the old man
snoring and the younger man
pacing the wooden

floorboards from above, we learn to
coexist, one night at a time
.
20220215:0545
y

at the beginning

at the beginning
and the end of a hot bowl
of noodle soup, such

gratitude to all the living
things that took that sublime dive
.
20220124:1912
y

it is looking more and

it is looking more and
more likely that
we have been weighing
the wrong things, counting
and measuring
that which is
not easily
quantifiable, things we
can’t wrap our heads
around. we have
disassociated, splintered,
fractured ourselves for
too long to contain
so much, we can’t
be reliable data
within these set
values, even words
are no longer
enough, nor
meaningful
.
20211106:0449
y

we will gather at

we will gather at
least seven times to pay our
respects, say goodbye –

for both the dead and the living,
loss takes longer to sink in
.
20210819:1747
y

watching scallions grow

watching scallions grow
tall by the windowsill – signs of
life in quarantine
.
20210208:1922
y

we were all prickly

we were all prickly
once or twice – some start off with
it, others end up

with it – life can go either
way, sharpening or filing
.
20190904:1720
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: prickly

the days do not add

the days do not add
up neatly, do not form an
intelligible

pattern that could help direct
the lost, the living, the lucky
.
20190530:2233
y

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: intelligible