Shedding a Last Name

Daily Post Challenge My last name was something I’ve been keenly aware of since I first had to learn to spell it at the start of first grade. 12 letters is a lot for a kid to remember, and I recall my name as eliciting many reactions, the most common of which was befuddlement. No…

Sounds from the Outside

Sounds from the Outside Even on the warmest nights I like to keep the window open For the slightest hint of breeze But mostly for the noises of the world That remind me that life is not in stasis That neither my feet nor my mind Are glued to the ground My heart is rejuvenated…

chaos withstood

A night that’s changing colors from the green of summer to the pumpkin cream of autumn leaves Brought to not quite bustling life by lights and glows from lamps and streets Seated in a tiny square a few stairs up from city feet, with lilies as the centerpiece So clean, they deceive the gorgeous grimy…