I don’t know.

I find that most days my anytime almost every question’s answer is “I don’t know”. Person•How are you? Me• I don’t know. Person•you’ll be okay! It just takes time. Me• I don’t know. I feel this awakening gray sandstorm in me and the rain falls from my eyes. Nothing will fill this void. I missContinue reading “I don’t know.”

The Dash Between by Ron Tranmer

The Dash Between by Ron Tranmer I knelt there at the headstone of one I love and cried. Name, with dates of birth and death were perfectly inscribed. I pondered these two dates and how little they both mean when compared to the tiny dash that lies there in between. The dash serves as anContinue reading “The Dash Between by Ron Tranmer”