We were basically children at the time.
We were children playing adult games and sent to a farm in a small town on the border of New York and Pennsylvania.
Everyone in the community came from their own background, and each person had their own Continue reading
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Posted for the Broken Heart
It seems as though tomorrow never comes in the timespan of heartbreak.
The clock is painfully slow and everyone has their suggestion on how to beat the sadness. And they mean well. They really do. But wounds like this are seldom healed with kind words and suggestions.
The coldest winter I ever spent was Continue reading
Journal Entry #341
Piano Man has an office space on the 26th floor of the building I work in.
I don’t think Piano Man is his name, but that’s what we call him because that’s what he does. He plays piano, Monday-Friday
Each morning around 5:30AM, Piano Man enters his Continue reading
Just to Ramble
You asked, “Will I ever feel normal?”
I don’t think I know what normal means. I know wanting to feel good is normal. So is wanting Continue reading
Monday November 11, 2013 Veteran’s Day
75 years ago on November 9, 1938,
Nazi troops destroyed Jewish owned businesses, homes, and Synagogues. The time was called Kristallnacht, which meant, Continue reading
And On The Seventh Day…..
I prefer the autumn months
I like watching the sun rise over the rooftops in my town, and below,
the trees switch into color and the limbs become bald.
The leaves Continue reading
After the Saturday Shift
It was another long day in the life of this building engineer.
I was out the door by 4:45 and already moving across the 59th street Bridge before 5:30. The sun had yet to make its appearance, but at least I had Continue reading
Changes
I am starting over and beginning a new chapter. This is where I learn to refine my trick and work on my craft.
Change is not comfortable to me. Then again, Continue reading
Insomnia Prose
No one can set me apart and say whether go forward or stay behind.
That job belongs to someone else…
I remember when I found myself on my knees. I could feel my heart Continue reading
A Quick Note From the Tattooed Minister
Man on the third floor –
I don’t know you well enough, but my silence is only a way to back out without exploding on your ignorance.
I overheard you say, “I would disown my son.” Continue reading