Turning back to the path I thought I was on before life took me somewhere else (A poem)

Writing epistles is harder than I thought it would be. So far, I feel like I’m ending up with a really bad ‘artist’s rendering’… There’s an old photo on your wall of a diner somewhere on the coast No place you’ve ever been— a gas station probably stands there now There’s a picture of you on the [...]

Secrets and unanswered questions (A poem)

A new poem in my February series of epistles. Out of respect for privacy, I am not mentioning the subject of this one. You really are something of a mystery Nobody knows what goes on inside your head So many secrets and unanswered questions and things hiding in the shadows I didn’t ask about the [...]