The water boils over. The pot is alive. He says, “you need to pay attention.” The stove makes whooshing sounds. We aren’t having fun. One noodle has escaped. Dancing near the ring of fire. The rest of the noodles are edible. His nagging persists.… Continue Reading “Poem: More than Heat Rises”
I few days ago I read this quote from Sylvia Plath. It really stuck with me for several reasons. I too go through periods of wanting to excel and experience as much as possibly can with the brain I was given at birth. I’m… Continue Reading “Journal Entry Type #163: What Resonates with You?”