Left at home Locked in a chest, That scoundrel love Has grasped me again. Prince Hozumi Fifth son of Japanese Emperor Temmu Acting Prime Minister from 705 until his death in 715
I pound the rice And my hands are chapped. Tonight, my young prince Will take them and sigh. Unknown author From Kamitsuke Poems from the Eastland Early 8th Century
Today is the last day of the worst year of my life The only comfort is so small that it is no comfort at all: that next year will be even worse as will each one that follows There is no road ahead, just a path with cliffs on either side and the disorienting knowledgeContinue reading “2018…”
For a lot of people, this season is not the jolly one that it is supposed to be. Songs and movies that give comfort and joy to many, pull a decidedly nasty trigger for others. It is no coincidence that suicide rates rise during the holidays. The days are as short as they getContinue reading “The Christmas Trigger”
Like most people, the first time I saw a ghost it was hanging over the bathroom sink. Part of him was me but most of him was not. What was most recognizable about him was the fact that it would take very little effort to shatter him into shards.