2022 prompt/hour 8: “buttons” As a child I enjoyed visiting I enjoyed all the colours I enjoyed all the sounds The flash of the metal as it shuttled by The soft sway of fabrics The many coloured bits and bobs that all rattled differently I…

Open my eyes, first thought smooth, dark bitterness tempered by a dash of milk A hit of caffeine is what I crave, awoken by my own dark dreams The heat on my lips is reassurance enough to chase dread away

Hour – 8 While taking a trip down the memory lane, I can easily remember Those dream of a plane She decided to end her life One such night But There was someone who Believed she was Right On Every dark way Someone showed the…

I will cry for my mother till my eyes grow sore My father’s sister moved in the day after– she says her name is “second mummy”   Her body was only buried hours ago But her replacement sits here trying to fit into her shoes…

Social media is manna from cyber-heaven, crystalizing the adage ‘thank G-d for unanswered prayers’ A daily spin through various forms of online socializing covers a wide range of connections; business, personal old friends, new associates, friends-of-friends, old lovers Those you have joined in moving back…

There is just something about carrot cake that seems to almost let me forgot Forget that I am constantly at war with my brain and that even the good days include skirmishes And just for a moment not dwell on all the ways I have…

Hour 8, Prompt 8 Gigan   Unfurl   the unsettling rose upward with tumult unfolding within   pressing, pushing, unfurling frozen potential caught swirling amid darkness and frustration curling   a great, dark swelling of intent mixed with cellular structure   rent asunder and over…

Gigan: Roe v Wade They tried overruling history but we would not let them, we came to the streets. Waited in the bunker that is a metro station in NYC. We may have stood in silence for an hour but you shall hear our voices….