Cords

Cords

Cords We are all like the Spider building our web out beyond ourselves. Connecting the cords then cutting the cords then reconnecting and recutting. We reach out with longing to everyone and everything, hoping to catch a friendship or power or love or recognition. And...
Talking to Myself

Talking to Myself

Talking to Myself I see myself sitting on a bench. It is late fall with wet snow on the ground. It is cool outside but the sun shines with a warmth. I am 21 and it is 1990. I am sitting here on a break from my college painting class. I am discovering and exploring how...
Spotlight

Spotlight

Spotlight I stand under a beam of light shining from far above all that is. A spotlight pushing all distractions away and into my peripheral where I can observe without interaction, without judging, or feeling judged. Through the veil of light I can truly see...
Beginning Something New

Beginning Something New

New Beginnings Stones When my eyes and my head slowly open and become clear in the morning, I see an unopened book in front of me, waiting to be read. The story has not been read before, so I can only open the cover with a little wonder at what mighttranspire. I...
Author: Nate Long