Words for the reeling times

Reflecting on a big open sky and pretty clouds above an outdoor cafe in Albuquerque, from a good memory day that now hurts. Preface I have been reeling hard, deep in the reeling places, and wrote this piece to explores some of that, in between many panic episodes....

pain au chocolat

I was stretched out on the table, slow deep breaths, and Wally was talking to my knee (and to all of me) with his hands, with warmth, steady gentleness and unfathomable kindness, as is his way, and I was talking to my knee with my heart. My heart and I asked the...
The Fluent Self