He frequents her mind




Ceiling Cracks

The ceiling has 3 linear cracks

running across the northwest corner.


Filaments of spider webs cling

to the popcorn texture and float effortlessly.


Salty tears slip from her eyes, past

her cheeks and settle into the curvature of her ears.


The news, the past, the enormity

of it all chasing sleep from the premises…




The Fallen

Seventeen more fell today

across a country filled with anger.


The smell of despair filling posts,

fingers pointing in every direction.


Orders to speak not his name

and honor the dead and traumatized.


Reliving October 1st as the

media fills every outlet they can.


Hearing the screams and

seeing the faces over again.


Sleep won’t come for the

living who grieve for the fallen



My best friend is struggling today.

Three months ago he ruptured the cruciate ligament in his hind right knee.  I opted for a surgical procedure that was tough on him.  It’s been healing slowly and he rarely uses it, but it’s coming along.

Last night, it appears the ligament in his other hind leg has ruptured.  He is so crippled at this point.  I’m sitting and waiting for the vet’s office to open.  The possible options running through my head.  The impossible option which may be the kindest for him, depending on the outcome of the exam.

He’s been my best friend for 9 years.  I don’t know what I would do without him.

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