Author: nlondon36

Listen. I was springtime. I was the color green shooting up from the ground new life new maiden exploding star roaming in search of who knows what and it did not matter, hopping trains hitching ditching wandering, spreading honey like lust and lust like life itself. Listen. I was the peach of summer so ripe … Continue reading listen

I am housesitting for a friend in a home that is a two mile walk to the beach in a town I lived in for many years, many many years ago. For one of those years I was young and at a crossroads that was a zen koan, the sound of one girl crying, until … Continue reading love letters

Knock knock. Who’s there? Boo. Boo who? Hey, don’t cry, honey. It’s not so bad. Really, everything will work out for the best. You’ll see.  Is she batshit crazy? I’m dying here, drowning in grief, weeping right in front of her and she’s telling me it’s not so bad? I’m sad. I’m sorrowing. I’m grieving. … Continue reading knock knock joke

I’ve been dreaming of the beaches of my youth and young adulthood. Each night I travel to a familiar shore and sit beside myself as I watch the tides and grieve for the losses of that time. The death of my father as a twelve years old; the end of my first marriage and the subsequent loss of … Continue reading songs for dark times

I want a soul mate, I said to my soul. She looked up from her knitting, her large jungle green eyes. Aren’t I enough? Well, I said, kind of, but you know, I get cold at night. I get lonely. I hear there’s a big big love out there just waiting. She came and sat … Continue reading alone together