Ratty Sweaters

She comes to me from a world beyond In dark, smirking comedy A reminder of a time that is past A black sweater shall not be her remedy I am my mother’s daughter it seems. I hang onto clothes that are comfortable, no matter the condition. The clothes that envelope me in warmth and security, like a blanket in the hands of Linus and the black sweater my mom hung onto in her nineties. It took me over 20 yearsRead more

Why Am I Here?

My why is a guess. I am quite sure. In life, I do what is best, but reality is never pure. Why am I here? Is it to serve a cat? To give in to fear? To never look good in a hat? My purpose may be to love others as it were Perhaps rise above hatred in the world Be the friend, help a loved one through ups and downs. Or find a way to laugh and have fun in theRead more