home again

here i am. minnesota. we meet again. i have come to greatly dislike being asked why i am here. no, it is not exciting. and no, i do not want to talk about it. not now. i am processing. i’ve spent so much of the past four years just talking, talking, talking. listening, listening, listening. […]

people come and people go and that is just the way it is. i don’t know what else to say about it right now, but i should. i think about it all of the time. we arrive places and we leave only to arrive at another place. we are born and we die. we see […]

i am no poet.

moments like these when my heart is thumping like a mad horse explode. moments like these when my mind is jumping like a frightened rabbit run. moments like these when my blood is flowing like a wild spring river evaporate. moments like these when my breath is blowing like the gale force winds dissolve. moments […]

what ever, david.

We met him on a train. In the lounge car. I was talking in a bizarre accent and told him my name was Penny. Actually, I told him my name is Halee, but I said it in that bizarre accent and he thought I said Penny. I went with it. To him, I was Penny. He asked […]