Freezing the Emotional Process

Sometimes I feel the words underneath the surface and I know. I need a keyboard, or a pen. I need to write. Most of the time I don’t even know what words will come tumbling forth, but I can feel them floating to the surface beneath my skin; a long-forgotten splinter finally working its way out. I tap away at the keys. Scratching off the surface, like a gambler scratching […]

 

The Runaway Season

I can measure my adult life in taped cardboard boxes and crumpled plane tickets. But truth be told, I still don’t have any idea where I will end up. I have family on one coast, friends that feel like family on the other, attended college in one state, lived on a different continent, and I continually feel a keen curiosity and yearning for states and countries I’ve never even visited. […]