A. Dell moment

Over the last few years my grief has capsulated me into a space where I am unable to feel . I have been walking in a haze wondering when the days will end. I ask myself why and create responses that reflect facts and aggressive fiction. I have issues with my self-esteem. I see every incident as a sign that shows abandonment . I have allowed moments of clarity keep me treading water while the…

I recently returned from celebrating my papa’s 100th birthday. It was great going home ;the  sun, sea, food and the parties!! My papa  is an early 1920’s ( we think) baby, raised in the countryside of the island.  His parents: farmers by trade would wait until their children were walking and talking before getting them registered in the capital. Now this trek was expense and time consuming so at…

When death is coming, what is the feeling one feels at that moment? Is the feeling different when another is taking the life versus one taking of self versus life just naturally ending? Children of the sea has my core trembling with what ifs. I could have lived this story. My ancestors definitely lived this story. This story is happening around me through the internet. The drive for freedom ,…

My mom was depressed and wasn’t able to make use of her amazing insurance to get proper help. She had her faith and her quotes. She needed someone to talk to and it wasn’t me. My mother was hurting and I didn’t understand however I felt it. I grew up hiding within myself dealing with my own confusion of adolescence and believed that my sister would be enough for support since they were so alike.…

impasse in the morning

He’s staring at me then looks away. He saw me walking to the café and watched me walk in . I made my order, ” Un cappuccino senza schiuma, cornetto semplice e un succo di frutta( albioccia ) – a tavolo, grazie”. I paid and left to choose a seat. He was watching me again. Why do I feel awkward? I mentally wanted distance between me and him despite him being 10 feet away. I sat and began to open…

Of all places to take a rest in a plastic white chair

We had nothing to really do while waiting for the laptop to complete 1100 updates on Windows. Living on the edge of city and country can led to places like this.

It was once a mining area for a particular type of stone that I , non geologist , have forgotten the name .

beauty of rusted metal in nature

CONTOUR MODELLING

Maybe…

It’s 1.49 am and I cannot sleep. I hear him drawn in air deeply while my mind is racing with images of people in ICU, hooked up to machines. I begin to have flashbacks to my time at Grady the experience had left a great impression on me. Healthcare is key.

I think of my mommy unable to speak or even acknowledge me, hooked up to many machines and being told it is time. Do I want it to be time?…

He wakes always before the dawn yet never tries to embrace it. He keeps his home dark, shutters closed, blinds drawn, it’s a bit musky even. On rare  summer days flickers of light find their way in through the cracks. He wakes  up early yet doesn’t move. Instead he listens for the first sound of life with in the building. He lives in a 11 story building on the fourth floor in a up and coming…