Crazy Talk

There are days, like today – where I run through that phrase ‘People who are really crazy don’t know they are crazy’ in my mind, and I think of all the times I have been called mad, or that I have wondered if I am. It is a serious ‘point’ of thought for me because … More Crazy Talk

Genetic Malfunction

There are people in my world who love and adore me regardless of my crazy that I don’t always keep tucked in. I love them and am grateful for them. But there are occasions where I see the facial expression on the person I am interacting with (loved one or stranger) where they fail to … More Genetic Malfunction

In Memory of.

A White Gerbera, lay neatly on my plate. That was the same day she was mine, For a few brief hours. We held hands. We kissed. We surged. Her eyes showed me what was real, and her heart fought every moment. But her lips never lied. Nor did her hands. Nor did her eyes. Not … More In Memory of.


He said what he knew he thought she heard. Falling off sideways, and speaking in code. Their Northern lights fell from the left of the sky. and lit up the pot holes in the cross-road. She took photographs and drank coffee, next to the road kill, in the dust and the black the ash. She … More Crash