On Friendship

Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest. It’s about who walked into your life, said “I’m here for you” and proved it.” – Unknown


Mirror, Mirror

“A mirror has no power to show a monster unless that monster stands before it.” – Susan Kay, Phantom

You and I, concave facing

tinfoil underneath glass

the old method of preserving reflection

where no amount of mercury can be hidden.


Mira, mira-

we open our hearts and show them to the glass

the aluminum no longer present

refined methods

where no amount of mercury is needed.


Mirror, mirror-

show me the image:

the laborious fool who lingers

wanting, waiting,

the numb priestess who simpers

blinding, exalting

the sinister sorcerer who loiters

plotting, concealing


inside me.

“And I don’t know what happened, but I thought I heard you. . .”

“Because,” he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you–especially when you are near to me, as now: it is if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And If that boisterous Channel, and two hundred miles or so of land, come broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapped; and then I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly. As for you–you’d forget me.”

~Edward Rochester, Jane Eyre


“You’ve got to stand up and
take a look around you then a look way up to the sky.
And when your deepest thoughts are broken,
keep on dreaming boy, cause when you stop dreamin’ it’s time to die.”

~Blind Melon