I don’t do well with emotional roller coasters. I also don’t do well with real life ones, either. For the emotional ones, the unforgiving combination of my wild imagination and a ready-to-go slideshow of all the heartbreaks and disappointments that paint the walls of my memory only serve to stoke the flames of what-if’s that […]
Splinters of sunshine piercing an armor that has been gathered, fashioned and built over eons, packed over time, steadfastly rooted in never-again and what-if’s.
A sliver of a whisper, dark ghost of a tale floated into being, directed at a broken cage to weigh down, perhaps, or to tarnish the glow of a new heart beating… Deja vu of a whisper, ancient but familiar… poised on a stage, an unknowing audience, an unsieved unit, to draw out a sparkle […]
The music starts. Yet feet don’t move. Or even shuffle in tandem. There is a silent wait. To dance. To be free. Together. First moves and leads unsure and unknown. Waiting to dance. The music continues. I stand still. Waiting. 4.17.2011
Do not be careless. Frailty, propped up by hope, and that wish for some fairy tale ending, suggests that one handle with care and if you cannot do this, for this person, for you, then let them go. I fear, though, it may be too late…
You always knock at the door of the young, it seems. I am not writing to piss you off. Trust me. Simply, I am curious as to your methods. You show up, with your hood and sickle, no warning, no audio (for the most part), just a sickening silence and a beckoning that nobody else […]
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Love, Loss, and Life's Adventures
The heart harries the mind to tarry; only dead fish go with the flow
The dream is free; the hustle is sold separately
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
Make yourself a drink.
mkhana in transit 
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