Deciphering Tea Leaves

The fragrance of the teas was overwhelming. Pungent leaves of brown, black and green, speckled with dried fruit and herbs. The leaves had been dried whole and rolled—humbled in their shriveled, preserved state. Comforting scents of dirt and new grass whispering of promises they might keep. If only it would rain. Abruptly, sharp citrus notes…Read more Deciphering Tea Leaves

The Wall

I have the pleasure to announce today that an essay I have written has been published by The Scene and Heard, a beautiful online journal that contains thoughtful reflections on life in the form of art, poetry and creative writing. This is the first time I have been published! I am thrilled! I enjoy reading…Read more The Wall

Lines and Divisions

Single lines can be strummed together a whole, humming in repetitions a chorus reverberating long after a source can be traced.   Single lines can cut, dealing out pain in shivers and slivers, incisive, unrelenting, dividing tediously every in-between of the once placid.   Single lines can rise-up, up towards the light, reach out furtive…Read more Lines and Divisions