Singingfool

LATEST ARTICLES ( 209 )

• Those Who Leave

  

  Library and busts Last spring, after the fourth year of not enough work to make ends meet, I decided that I was going to leave academia. But I need to back up.... Read more

  Posted on 12 February 2023 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Punctuation

  

  I am not taking myself as seriously anymore. I mean, I am. Let's face it, I'm a Capricorn. But I'm trying not to. If everything is a constant bid to better... Read more

  Posted on 11 November 2020 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Eight Years

  

  I have been sober eight years. That is long enough that now I have to count to figure it out. How many years has it been? Well, how old is the cat? She was... Read more

  Posted on 07 November 2017 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Liminal Spaces

  

  Am I asleep? Or am I awake? The infant in my arms is almost six months old. He is both lithe and solid, a convergence of contradictions for a baby. Usually he... Read more

  Posted on 21 September 2017 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• There Yet

  

  it is murky though I rub at my eyes it doesn't help because I am submerged in fact which way is even up did I dive down here myself why is it so hard to move... Read more

  Posted on 21 June 2017 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Women

  

  fold yourself up like a wee origami box delicate and lovely pink azaleas sketched on only the exterior once you're as wee as you can make yourself fold... Read more

  Posted on 28 July 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Women

  

  fold yourself up like a wee origami box delicate and lovely pink azaleas sketched on only the exterior once you're as wee as you can make yourself fold... Read more

  Posted on 28 July 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Roar

  

  I haven't had much to say the past few months. I have had so much to say the past few months. Sometimes it comes pouring out of my mouth like ectoplasm, provoke... Read more

  Posted on 14 July 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Isolation–A Poem

  

  The chasm between us widens With every sip you take I've always been separate, though Stalking silently Through this life It's not you, it's me Splitting throug... Read more

  Posted on 28 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Isolation–A Poem

  

  The chasm between us widensWith every sip you takeI’ve always been separate, thoughStalking silentlyThrough this lifeIt’s not you, it’s meSplitting through at... Read more

  Posted on 28 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• The Source

  

  Raise your candle so we can see Your heart gazing through the flame Lift the cup to your lips in prayer A communion of ecstasy Ride the back of... Read more

  Posted on 07 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• The Source

  

  Raise your candle so we can seeYour heart gazing through the flameLift the cup to your lips in prayerA communion of ecstasy Ride the back of uncertaintyThough i... Read more

  Posted on 07 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• This New Person

  

  I don’t feel like a mother yet.Some people feel like they’re born to be mothers; I was never one of those people. My desire for children was more complicated... Read more

  Posted on 07 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• This New Person

  

  I don't feel like a mother yet. Some people feel like they're born to be mothers; I was never one of those people. My desire for children was more complicated... Read more

  Posted on 07 April 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Life and What Comes After

  

  I sit here on the couch, and I don't know what to do. I had planned to use the pool at the nearby gym, a respite from the unrelenting heat. But I forgot what I... Read more

  Posted on 10 February 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Life and What Comes After

  

  I sit here on the couch, and I don’t know what to do. I had planned to use the pool at the nearby gym, a respite from the unrelenting heat. But I forgot what I... Read more

  Posted on 10 February 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• the Days of Death Are Upon Us

  

  the death days are upon usthe time of mourning is at handsome pour out words of celebrationfor those who go aheadothers, like me, cannoti’ve always been... Read more

  Posted on 19 January 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• the Days of Death Are Upon Us

  

  the death days are upon us the time of mourning is at hand some pour out words of celebration for those who go ahead others, like me, cannot i've always been... Read more

  Posted on 19 January 2016 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• Anonymous No More

  I damn near forgot it was today when I got the text message from Mike asking if we could celebrate over dinner.Oh yeah. Six years sober today.Each year, I try t... Read more

  Posted on 01 October 2015 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION

• When in the Black

  

  I find respite from care The kind that pours bland nothingness to brim O’erflows the bonds up which we strung in prayer Our arms outstretched to slice through... Read more

  Posted on 06 August 2015 CREATIVITY, SELF EXPRESSION