Ode to my organic peach

I lay awake wondering what I yearn for and all I can think is to go get that peach. I picked you out because you were a big, firm peach with colors each the right shade and no marks of worms or insects having shared you first. How did they keep those hungry insects from…

count all the things that might kill you

I consider myself rather immune to the fear mongering that is the media’s bread and butter, but I am always amazed by how slick they can slip ideas into my subconscious. So here are the things that might kill me that have crossed my mind today: my birth control sleeping with my cell phone on,…

turn 18, you are on your own

A horrific crime occurred in my city, one of many to be honest. The young man who committed this crime got more in-depth coverage than others, but media bias and the continuing racist narrative that is carried through that bias, will have to be addressed in another writing. This article examines closely the services this…

the physicality of anxiety

what an anxiety attack feels like, is different than a panic attack, I think. My shoulders get tense and soar. My breathing is short and even when I try to breath from my┬ádiaphragm, it reverts back. My thinking gets shaky, like its hard to hold onto one thought, and then there is like an echo…

what are we staying so damn healthy for

My maternal grandmother passed away a little less than a year ago, my paternal grandmother is thriving and alive and will be ninety in September. My grandfathers passed during my younger years. Being a history teacher is an oddity, I live in the lives of the past, considering the decisions, changes, impacts, meteors of that…