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Writing the Day · 3d ago

Corpse Pose

The leader says this pose looks easy, but relaxing is very difficult for many. Savasana, lying like a corpse, but conscious. No more struggling, awareness, tension subsiding slowly – my mind...
Writing the Day · 1W ago

A Line of Cars Led by Flowers

A line of cars leave the funeral led by one sprouting too many flowers. Driving slowly, headlights on, ignoring the stoplight, some passengers serious and somber, others laughing. Hopefully,...
Writing the Day · 2W ago


There are 1440 minutes in a day. The nurse tells me my heart beats 80 times per minute – 115,200 a day. So many moments, exacting products of distance multiplied by the charge of absent love...
Writing the Day · 3W ago

Snow Time

Marking the day by the piling snow. Breakfast dusted the grass and speckled sidewalks. Lunch soup, and a blanketed picnic table. By tea time, pillows on lawn chairs. Night baffled and warm, ...
Writing the Day · 1M ago

My Horoscope Today Says:

You have been in a depressed phase. That isn’t necessarily anything to worry about. Everyone goes through a few blue periods. You need to feel whatever you’re feeling and work your way throu...
Writing the Day · 1M ago

The Plan

The plan was never to do this. But somewhere in this life’s Middle Ages, plans faded and were difficult to follow. Comfortable in what we had made, frightened to turn a new blank page.
Writing the Day · 1M ago

After the Supper,

  that final meal on a Thursday night, they went separate ways, spreading The Word. One committed suicide. The others all seem to have died violently: clubs, fire, crucifixion. Fisherman who...
Writing the Day · 1M ago


  Like the environment where the grapes grow, we each have soil, topography, and climate in which we grew that imparts characteristics. Like wine, we age, growing richer until we don’t. A du...
Writing the Day · 1M ago

This Cold January Night

Sirius is looking straight up at Orion, wondering why he’s not in the hunt. He wants to run the ice and snow. He wants to please the heroic hunter, and leave this underworld above the Earth....
Writing the Day · 2M ago

Android Dawn

  First it was man becoming part machine. Implanted bits of tech and guiding code. Then, the singularity, when intelligence changed sides. Eventually, machines wanted to be more human. Bits ...