The boulder is dense As I impel it up the hill. My appearance is tense As I endure this hefty bill. I’m paying to live. Recompense for the good times. Or is it my Karma? For disharmony, belligerence, negativity. The weight is so much, My hands warm and sweaty. A touch is what I need.…

Hi. My absence is a long story that I don’t have time for now. I am supposed to be getting ready for one of the overnight hospital admissions that my daughter has once a month since she got sick. But I decided well not decided, impulsively chose to leave that for a bit to post…