All this talk of petty injuries, arguing, and therapy has gotten me down. I am not like this. The world I inhabit is not half so mundane or disappointing as this.

Yesterday I wrote some meaningless drivel when I should have written about the rainbow. I had no excuse for being outside or even awake at the hour I was, but I needed to. The dawn sky ( Read more... )

I got to fulfill my dream of holding a tiny wild bird today. It was every bit as small and soft and warm and trembly as I imagined such a creature would be. It was completely stunned from the playful attacks of our neighbor's mischievous cat, which had not hurt the bird but was violently pouncing and batting at it when we got there. I cannot ( Read more... )

early this morning i walked across the rain-soaked oval all alone. the grass was exceptionally green, but the air was wet and unseasonably cold. i shivered in my thin jacket as i walked. my hair fell in lank curls about my ears ( Read more... )