1 They say, what would you like to do or where would you like to work they chop my solid twenty four into segments. You get two hours for waking, showering, eating. One to two traveling then at least eight there. Originally posted on The Migraine Chronicles. This or the other? Am I one person today and tomorrow another? Horse K.

The one sure thing about living. The only reliable thing around. The only thing hope is made out of,. The only thing the end is made of. Nothing certain but the certainty that what is known is uncertain. A friend is an enemy. A family goes absent,. So much is certain to be lost. Shifted into an ugly, disfigured picture of what was known before. The scariest part is the losing yourself.

This is our second time at Bistro 101. The first time was with our family and we had gone on a Friday night without a reservation. Friday nights are buffet, while Monday-Thursday have a set course dinner. Each month has a different menu,. Pork Tenderloin with White Beans.

Poems, stories, book reviews and occassional ramblings. When I saw you today,. When I saw you, lifeless. I thought back to fonder days. When you held my hand. And taught me how to walk. When you carried me around. Proudly, on your shoulders. Every time you came home from work. When you taught me all. You thought I should know. As time took its toll. But the fondness in my heart. And today, you left.

Though bitter when it starts to fade. My endless boys and rejections. They get a taste of red. The sea from the saltiest star. Am I a part of its lair. Down right from the depths of his heart. Some days around his tongue. Some days around his touch. Some days around his sorrow. Some days around the gun. I found that house of mine.

Winter holds its breath in between this year and next She sits silent, waits. Haiku for the New Year. There are many ways to be a writer. And you stalk the twitter feed.