Why I’m Not Where You Are

Wednesday, December 12th, 2012

And you are the kindest person I ever met.  You are an anchor lodged in the current.  And it’s currency that keeps us apart.  And partly time.  It’s never the right time.  Time is essential but hardly of the essence.  I can’t make sense of myself these days.  The days blur together, one into the […]


Monday, December 10th, 2012

Some moments cry out for a drum roll. I’m standing at the edge of the canyon, looking down, and it’s so silent, I can hear the “whoop” of the buzzard’s wing like a flat tire in the sky. I’m too awed even to call you over. “Come see this,” is as dry on my tongue […]

Time Unchanged

Monday, December 10th, 2012

Time Unchanged Fall Merry Pitter-Patter Buzz. The year Goes by. Without Notice You are Not the Same. The people Around You Are Different. You Can’t Remember how Things Changed. The clocks Swept you Up and Dropped You off In this Place. Enjoy. This time Next Year Will Be the same. Times Don’t Change, Time Changes. […]


Sunday, December 9th, 2012

What’s wrong? he asks as she moves her head from his chest to the pillow. It hurts, she says. But what hurt wasn’t the position of her ear against his ribs but the silence between each of his heart beats, the second that felt like it would be the one that stretched on forever.   […]

Thirty-Fifth Birthday

Sunday, December 9th, 2012

Today is my thirty-fifth birthday and who am I? I can’t say anymore. His foot is tap- tap- tapping as I stare at my pancakes. He thinks this is a birthday gift, making me breakfast. It must be his birthday every other damn day of the year. I know now. I don’t want to be […]


Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

I’m immobile. My nervous system is failing to send messages from my brain to my feet.  My mouth is dry. I don’t think I could speak, even if I knew what to say. I’ve contemplated this moment in my head a million times, and somehow I still don’t have a game plan. Not that it […]

I would like a day that goes by slowly

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

nothing to do or say nothing to be cars and bicycle bells people with dogs that smell funny rich babies and exotic nannies stack like cards pigeons roosting in crevices between elbows and eyes throw feathers over the ledge I would like to be colored in with crayons and kid sounds knitted into my park […]

It’s Only the Middle of September

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

Today the wind stung my nose in the square, made it swell, pucker, water, the leafy rustle of phlegm. So the bitter bite of winter returns unwanted, mugger in the park.   By: Valerie Wong Submitted: 11/22/12 at 3:19 p.m.


Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

maybe we are all, i am afraid to say, fading into dust and bone: shrinking perversely into the ground, in early preparation for the grave. or maybe i’m the one who’s growing into an airborne tomb of my own, body shooting for the stars like a beanstalk: bigger frame bigger person bigger cage protecting bigger […]

Kathleen Watson

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

  Submitted on: 2012/11/09 at 11:08 am by Kathleen Watson The sun is leaving Chicago and so am I

Tea Timed

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Tea timed Within the cadence of Conspiracy theories held Like family Grasping for perceived knowledge This America Coast to coast downloading of the media blaming the Media (The more educated are less likely to bag tea) For a moment A candidate found pride in funny hair and Pressuring an African American Into proving the latter […]

Drishti Dosha

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Time pulps and peels her fingers as she softly traces the thin white string that ribbons around the prickly steel needle. She thrusts through the native yellow fruit flesh. The string slides and stings past time in citrus. The thread pulls patience through three mature peppers picked yesterday: greener than the crooked thorns of a […]