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
Author: nlondon36
I wish someone had told me
I wish someone had told me that time is elastic, a trickster, flowing as slow as the muddy stretches of the Chama River on a hot August day, then a raging whitewater avalanche of current tumbling at torrential speed over rocks. I wish someone had told me that all those years I was raising a … Continue reading I wish someone had told me
initiation
Spring arrived battered, her frilly skirt covered in mud from the floods, her petals, delicate as dragonfly wings, torn and shredded from high winds. But wait, I said. You’re supposed to be the symbol of new growth, green shoots pushing up through frozen ground, birds returning to build nests and sing us happy songs. Spring … Continue reading initiation
time and the river
Listen: this is a story about time running forwards and backwards like a river when the currents are pushed upstream away from the sea, when the fish hold to their course carried closer to where they had begun. This is a story about flying forwards in time, about two days spent in airports and in … Continue reading time and the river
sing back the light
She woke me with the gentle touch of a feather across my face. Get up, she whispered. It’s the dark times. We have work to do. I resisted. I was tired. You got that right, I said. These are the dark times. I need coffee. She followed me into the kitchen and that’s when I … Continue reading sing back the light