Each time I throw something in the garbage, particularly plastic wrappings, my heart sinks with dismay and guilt. So I wrote poem about it: aching reproach of silenced heart as hands release another piece of refuse newly named into eternity contained by plastic bags cinched so nothing disintegrates to grow the weighted piles with…
Tag: green dress
Once able to take disappointment in stride, possibilities can range far and wide.
It’s likely inevitable that a long term unemployed person such as I will find all manner of possible livelihoods/lives playing through the mind. I’ve pictured a wide range of scenarios in which I might excel, care about, and prove myself generally beneficial to creation as a whole. One of these decidedly unsteamy fantasies involves pursuing…