To Create is to Be Alive
I paint to remember and to forget. To celebrate and to mourn. To rage and to be still. In all of these I want to affirm life and gratitude for … Continue reading
Food
In the end only food matters And those who endure your talking With your mouth full Kingdoms rise and fall For the freedom of drinking The right kind of borscht … Continue reading
Twenty Years of Dust
Twenty years of dust Mama never was big on Perfect moments Daddy heard No swelling soundtracks When he looked at her Only raw and earthy Belonging When she held his … Continue reading
So This is Happiness
So this is happiness? This breeze from the river That tangles your hair The unexpected wintry sun Painting a grimace on the face Of a fleeting unimportant Moment in between … Continue reading
Hearing
I sit in the first row in my Musicology class so I don’t get distracted by other students and can better absorb the lecture. In close proximity to my left … Continue reading
