In this abusive relationship with my reflection, let’s take a moment to resolve pressing matters though communication, listening without blame games in our responses, just comprehension and recognition of each viewpoint. ~ My most blessed enemy, how you portray yourself as ‘the constant downer’, ‘the fatal frowner’, ‘America’s Next Top Party Pooper’, on the opposing side of this […]
Read more "– couples counseling –"
Nicholaus, you are on my mind in this moment. Many of these glimpses shamefully come few and far between these days. Not that far in distance and time, you were placed in my eyes front and heavy… just like many were before you and, I believe, many will be after you. ~ Something smooth in […]
Read more "– nicholaus –"
Sent home like a school child at the apex of the elements, I do the minimal for prep work, just an early dinner from down the road and a date with the heater in my room. ~ ~ D.J. Whisenant
Read more "– snow day –"
When you physically ache before
posting something you wrote because
you know your mother will read it,
that’s when you know the inspiration cuts deep.
Sadly, I’ve been to the emergency room once before and
can’t afford another bill,
with or without insurance.
I guess these thoughts will have to wait to see
light on some other day,
one that’s more stable and
fulfills a narrative that
doesn’t destroy me
from the inside out.
Read more "– words hidden –"
This engine was created for more than just display, more than just idle placement in the vehicle. It will be distressed, but it will roar louder than before. D.J. Whisenant
Read more "– no stopping –"
The morning sun plays hide and seek with the backroom windows. Dust dances off the shelves, and I tend to my assigned tasks. I am preparing the area for the holiday rush. I am rearranging and reorganizing. I am continuing my supervisor’s plan to tidy up and tighten up. That is the moment the sunlight touches me, […]
Read more "– an epiphany on the clock –"
I see color both slate grey and cool gray. I see candy both cotton and rotten. I see years both morbid and a mystery. Then, I see a sky blue… one that proudly peeks through. D.J. Whisenant
Read more "– cloudy day –"