Some Days I’m not Sick

There are some days I believe they are lying. The doctors, I mean. Some days I think There couldn't possibly be anything wrong With me. Those days are the days I stand in the Rays of the sun without consequence, the days I Can pretend that my body hasn't turned against me, Hasn't taken control … Continue reading Some Days I’m not Sick


Flying at Night

Flying down the 14 freeway in the clouded dark Feels a lot like space traveling. The dark encampment Of night mirroring the black of the universe, the stars Mimicked by the city lights that blaze by. The speed Of machine barely within human scope of thinking bringing to Focus the clatter of thin metal between … Continue reading Flying at Night