while remembering the old.
When I sat down to write “All that I had, I gave away (a letter to you)” I did so with a sense of relief, finally realizing what was nagging at me inside, something I could not identify until I hit me. The difficulty came from the feeling that I should be “moving on” and just... Continue Reading →
I have been a Nirvana fan since I was a young teenager. The primal screams and pain that emanated from his throat spoke to me as a boy deep in the throws of the stereotypical “teenage angst”. Yes I had the ripped jeans, yes I had the Chuck Taylors, yes I had the long blond... Continue Reading →
The eyes that star back at me in the bathroom mirror are that of a stranger. I do not recognize this person. He might as well be a passerby glancing from a crowd wondering whom this man was walking down the street staring intently at the sidewalk. The eyes, the eyes that once looked upon... Continue Reading →
The first time I said, “I love you” to her it slipped out by accident. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to say it to her; I had been waiting years to say those very words to her. She was house sitting for her neighbor, she wanted me to come over and stay with her.... Continue Reading →
She held a bomb in her hands, one planned for me. The kind from the cartoons that is round and black and literally has the word "Bomb" written on the sides in white lettering. She pulled out a strike anywhere match and stared at the red tip. The historically gentle woman knew that this bomb... Continue Reading →
Parked on the side of a four lane street in West Springfield, MA across from a row of moderately kept apartment buildings, our station wagon tries to occupy the time of a young boy no more than five and two young girls approximately seven and three. The two girls play around in the third row... Continue Reading →
When the pain first set in it felt like someone was building a wall, not around me, but directly over my entire body. My feet were cemented in place so that I could not move from the crew of builders stacking brick after brick, laying layers and layers of mortar across my legs, then up... Continue Reading →
It was a Saturday in the beginning of summer. One of those rare days in Massachusetts where the weather was perfect. Not too humid, not too hot. My sister’s boyfriend and I were planning on playing basketball. He was going to drive up from Connecticut in the early afternoon as he had done many times... Continue Reading →
Learning my new life, 