I can’t believe we’re here again. We stare intensely at each other.But,we’re not actually seeing anything.There’s nothing more to look at,nothing to be said.The same story has been told one too many times.We’re caught in a perpetual charade of power dynamics.Me: thinking I am the master,Him: knowing that he holds the controls.Many things are being…
Category: Poetry
Off line – Pt. 2
What do you do when you stand in line? Can you wait patiently? Can you maintain focus on the back of your predecessor’s head? Can you keep your mind engaged without a glance at technology? What about in the nonlinear lines in which we spend our time— the doctor’s office, the DMV, the pew of…
Off line – Pt. 1
Lines are important. They provide boundaries and create structures. Boundaries are healthy. Without boundaries: I might overstep, might overwork, might overshare. Structures hold me up. With structures: I can thrive, I can rest, I can stand strong. What’s kind of funny is that when people think of “lines” they think: Level, straight, vertical, horizontal, diagonal….
L.M. Beatty 