March second today. Holy balls. I woke up and immediately started to hiccup. Like, deep-lift-your-whole-diaphragm-up kinda hiccups. Not sure what that means...except that maybe I need to remember to breathe more. The hiccups lasted for about fifteen minutes. After I got dressed, tidied my mouth and face, and laid out my work for the day,… Continue reading Refine…and Enough-ness
You Tell Me
Friends, I really miss writing poetry on demand. Since I met and exchanged poems with @dreampoetforhire Marshall James Kavanaugh, I've had an extreme desire to write poetry for you. So, you tell me what you want me to write about. Give me a comment with a theme or even 3-6 words - any words you want!… Continue reading You Tell Me
Floopy – Existential Panic
Where to begin? I feel...floopy. This is the word we use to describe how the dogs get when they're tired and flop down onto us because they want some hard-core lovin'. Except...without the existential panic that I've been feeling on my insides, I think. Can dogs have existential panics? I immediately want to think about… Continue reading Floopy – Existential Panic
VANESSA SHIELDS 