Brain Dump Writings

Who I Am Outside Myself

One morning in 2019, I was painting in the sunlight that spilled through the entrance of my home. I had the main door open and the screen door lifted to...

Who I Am Outside Myself

One morning in 2019, I was painting in the sunlight that spilled through the entrance of my home. I had the main door open and the screen door lifted to...

Clearly, the pressure had built up.

It hurts so deep, this longing that gnaws.I bargained with my creator, pleaded for a way,a way to rid him from my thoughts,to quiet the echo of his existence in...

Clearly, the pressure had built up.

It hurts so deep, this longing that gnaws.I bargained with my creator, pleaded for a way,a way to rid him from my thoughts,to quiet the echo of his existence in...

2019 Decision

If I were to pinpoint the thing I yearn to change in myself,  it would be this insatiable need to have something when I want it.  And no, I’m not...

2019 Decision

If I were to pinpoint the thing I yearn to change in myself,  it would be this insatiable need to have something when I want it.  And no, I’m not...

Curiosity Killed the Cat

I want to block you, to take away every thread that connects us, and in doing so, to make sure you cannot reach me. I want you to feel the silence...

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Curiosity Killed the Cat

I want to block you, to take away every thread that connects us, and in doing so, to make sure you cannot reach me. I want you to feel the silence...

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Distant Togetherness

4000 miles of water, of objects and buildings,  A vast distance that stretches between us,  Not to mention the 8 billion lives we share this earth with.  Yet, there is...

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Distant Togetherness

4000 miles of water, of objects and buildings,  A vast distance that stretches between us,  Not to mention the 8 billion lives we share this earth with.  Yet, there is...

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Red Flag

I weave my thoughts in tangled threads, Between him, and her, and what’s unsaid. A love that once was pure and true, Now feels like a ghost, that haunts me...

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Red Flag

I weave my thoughts in tangled threads, Between him, and her, and what’s unsaid. A love that once was pure and true, Now feels like a ghost, that haunts me...

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