We barely broke eighty degrees here today. There are still some ninety-degree temperatures predicted into the middle of the month, but today Summer officially began to fade. It was windy the first part of the day, settling into a nice breeze this evening. The night air is noticeably cooler, Autumn is set to arrive. I've… Continue reading The New Book: Magdalene Aubergine
Don't try to put me in your pigeon hole, don't tell me how you sold your soul, I don't really want to know, I've got problems of my own. Don't you know they broke the mold, when they made me? When they made me. I don't want to hear your tale of woe, What you… Continue reading Pigeon Hole
Oh what demons I have seen, in the blazing light of day, And in the night they've followed me, As I've traveled on my way, Within the shadows down each hall, Within the moisture of the mist, In my deepest heart, I know, The demons I have kissed. For I have faced them one and… Continue reading Demons 6-27-91
Up early this morning, though I don't generally make it a habit to discuss my habits. There was, however, a great write up recently about how author Megan Abbott spends her Sundays.( You can read that here. ) What I loved about this piece is that as a writer it is sometimes helpful or comforting… Continue reading Proofs, Poems, Healing, and Hope
I watched a documentary last night about Nina Simone, "What Happened, Miss Simone?" I had watched part of this one before and became distracted. "Feeling Good" was the first Nina Simone song that I ever heard and I loved it. I'd been a Billie Holiday fan for years and I thought, how is it that… Continue reading Feeling Good, Miss Nina Simone.
CURE: THE FEMALE ANIMAL They opened up the cage, They let it out, Set the monster free to walk about, Ignored all of the signs that "No feeding." Pulled away a stump that won't stop bleeding, Screaming in a panic now they swear, They didn't even know they thing was there, Someone's got to pay… Continue reading The Female Animal
Latitude A man is allowed to write about whatever he wishes to write about and if the writing itself is good or bad, he is then judged to be a good or bad writer. It does not matter what his subject is, however grim, depressing, grotesque or perverse, he is a writer. Historically, women have… Continue reading Latitude