The Last Drop

“It is not the last drop that empties the water-clock, but all that which previously has flowed out…” – Seneca . Neither here Neither there Neither anywhere . I wonder what they thought When they found him . Not quite…

“It is not the last drop that empties the water-clock, but all that which previously has flowed out…” – Seneca . Neither here Neither there Neither anywhere . I wonder what they thought When they found him . Not quite…

So you’ve taken the tests. You’re an ITJPFQW, you’re a horse, your color is blue, your shape is a triangle, you’re chaotic evil, you’re an S and your strengths are Communication, Creativity and Dog Polishing. Bullshit. Unless you’re 17, if…

“This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath itLeaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman”* The winding two lane cuts through the rocky Hudson Highlands; the river, in…

I saw you walking in the rain Your raincoat says you planned it Walked out the door in the pouring rain Not to get anywhere, just to walk . Likely a young mother Which is normal in this neighborhood But…

It is the home you made but can no longer enter It is the lover that you can no longer kiss It is the pain that you cannot undo It is the scar that you cannot erase It is the…