We Carry Them With Us, Always

I don't know where to begin, except to start at the trail of my tears, and trace back to a place of calm, somewhere where I can recount a time when maybe there was a time when I sincerely felt solace in this space.  I cannot find it now except in this inner temple where … Continue reading We Carry Them With Us, Always

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Magic and Loss

This midnight is better than last year's This midnight is better than when you last appeared This midnight's better when that old friend disappeared This midnight's better because the spirits' near and cuddling And Lou sang: "*Magician, Magician take me upon your wings and ... gently roll the clouds away I'm sorry so sorry I have … Continue reading Magic and Loss

Mr. Snuggles’ Last Day

I sing of sweet loss and the pangs of love. I sing of missing my closest friend. I sing the longing song of wishing he were well and alive again, with me like he used to, here beside me while I'm at the computer, at my pant leg, poking me with his claw to remind … Continue reading Mr. Snuggles’ Last Day