Month: September 2021

Draft 1  A cold December morning,  I drive to come to you.  Parked Sitting, waiting, clock is ticking Time goes by and I wait for you.  Snow melts off the hood of the car as it warms and I watch for you.  Sitting, waiting, ticking  I text you No response  Sitting, waiting, ticking  I call … [Read more…]

This chapter had me feeling all sorts of different ways and I suppose that that’s probably a good thing since that seemed to be the theme. The thing that I found to be the most interesting was the concept of the shadow and the long bag that each of us carry around with us every … [Read more…]