Glasses for Every Occasion

I got my first pair of glasses when I was 19.  It was a revelatory experience.  I had gone through all of my school years looking at blurry chalk boards and the shapeless faces of my teachers, and then suddenly...

Fragile Threads

Life is always hanging by such fragile threads and I find myself carefully maneuvering through the tangled web they weave.  Always living in a whisper and treading ever so softly, so as not to upset the balance.  I am a...

Disappearing

I haven't been writing, but my mind is ablaze.  My life feels so heavy and my voice feels choked and uncertain.  I may, at times, wish that I could disappear, but I wake each morning and find that I am...

Lost Vision, Lost Voice

I haven't been writing at all lately.  No blog, no poetry, no stories....just nothing.  I feel as if I don't have much to say and when I search for my voice I find only silence and an emptiness that holds...