anxiety

it buzzes under my skin. the urge to move around. the urge to write. the urge to just do something. the detachment from reality – dawning a facade of “i don’t care” and “i am putting everything behind me” – was easy during the day. during the night, everything comes rushing back to me atContinue reading “anxiety”

still waiting

minutes pass, clock ticks,the breeze – tick tock – flutters by,sunrises, sunsets I suppose this haiku is more reminiscent of the terrible waiting that is going on in America. Still waiting… Who will come out on top? Biden or Trump? And, still, the ballots are endless, the clock keeps ticking, and the American people keepContinue reading “still waiting”

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