Monday, June 29, 2015

Expectations and Challenges

When I rely on other people to give me a sense of worth, sooner or later I'm going to get sorely disappointed.

I need reminding.

Usually it's best to have low expectations of people. After all, they are humans which means they're beautiful but they're going to do stupid things. They're going to break their promises, show off, focus on themselves too much, speak insults, etc. I think it's easier for me to remain unruffled if I have it in my mind ahead of time that they're not going to behave the way I would like. This helps me, at least occasionally, to focus on what I can do for them rather than what they can do for me. I like living that way.

A side note: I found this was much easier to do before I had babies. Now that they're older and I've got my shit together, I think I'm returning to it. And now I have a better idea of how to take care of myself, so I feel relieved about that.

I'm still learning how to challenge people to be the best version of themselves while having low expectations of them at the same time. On the surface it seems like those two maxims can't go together, but I think there's a Way.




Saturday, June 27, 2015

Untitled

pieces of neptune
slip through our fingers
and land in these insatiable places
where words do not meet
and voices lose their sound

i've been somewhere like this before
and our story is not over


Sunday, June 21, 2015

composition 32



It's been a while, I know
'cause I lost my place
I wanna see your face
I wanna see your face

I like my solitude
but I want to come unglued
Is there something up your sleeve?
What doubts arrive in the morning?

Is that you standing behind me?

I don't know why you're in my mind
I don't know why

You've been building there
You gonna let me see?
Walk me to your door
Amuse me a little more

Is that you standing behind me?


Friday, June 5, 2015

Kiss Me

I straddle this homeward horse,
one leg dangling into a memory
the other into this present day

I come for your magic kisses
but they're not real, I say,
your lips are of legends
and I am a lump of clay

Kiss me anyway


Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Maybe

Sapphire felt a round, spongy object in the grass. It was last week's hamburger. "You guys, I don't think this is the secret but maybe we can use it for something."

"That depends," said Sara. "How many pickles are on it?"

Sapphire was afraid to check.

Leigh noticed her hesitancy. "I'll do it. You'd think there'd only be one." The bun fell off as Sapphire handed it over.

"If there's more than two pickles on it, maybe I'll put it into Mom's soup," said Sara.

Leigh glanced at Sapphire. "Maybe means yes."

Sapphire said, "It does? Is this all in my head? Please help me. When is this soup thing going to happen?"

"Whenever the time arrives," said Leigh.

Sara leaned over to get a view of the hamburger. "Three! Perfect."


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