Unapproachable? The barriers are set in place, I see no one, and none see me . . . well, one, but I don’t look up. The phone is in front of my face, I call no one, and none call me . . . well,…

Qualitative Data Collection ~ Research Evaluator re-search: to search and search again using what you have already searched through, to see if there may be another way to interpret findings. evaluation: to evaluate and balance each side of the picture with the other-side of the…

Enclosed. Never me. I do not have a closet. I have a clause set. I set clauses because closets can be clogging-up our process. Or our progress can be compromised by counter claims and crosses. No need for closets, only secret Santa clauses, Be free…

I’m hoping to catch up soon!   Hour 7   The best poems are almost the ones without words A ceiling that had glow in the dark stars But they forgot one before painting over it The flowers growing in cracks of the sidewalk The…

This requires more thinking

Redacted: She sat  Wondering She realized walking through the fire Demons inside losing the battle     Original: As she sat thinking Wondering what had all gone wrong She realized She was not the one walking through the fire Her demons inside Were the ones…

This hour eludes me I must confess I’m stressed I’m confused I’m hurt Living with someone so angry Why, everyday so mad In the blink of an eye Everything might be gone In the blink of an eye Gone, gone, gone In the blink of…

the pain oozes out when i stretch my left arm (left is dominant for me) i freeze squeezing the breath in mythe lungs then slowly release willing the arm to relax my pain is like a crying child who will not calmsettle down my body…

The Muses are being elusive again, like they want to hide from me or something. Don’t they know I know their strategies? Don’t they see how important they are? Why do they hide behind the trees? In the cupboard? Why do they look at me…

Hour 6 used marathon prompt   I stand on the edge and stare down Stare into the worlds beyond Each of the other places so far The other worlds floating around  Or maybe it’s our world that moves But that’s not the point The point…