Letters From the Eastside – Letter Sixteen

Dear Mother Directional, I am sending this along to you to be kept with my notes and to be filed with my other letters.My idea is to find my vision as well as my voice. I say this because I believe I need to put this out there. I have to give myself something to see....

Letters From the Eastside – Letter Fifteen

Dear Father Correctional, I know it has been a long time since my last letter to you. But again, it’s hard to send these sometimes because the universe is wide and vast and I, myself, am not sure whether I believe in the afterlife or not. I suppose these letters are...

Letters From the Eastside – Letter Fourteen

Dear Mother Directional, I was thinking about an unintentional road trip that I took a while back. I say this was unintentional because there was no pre-set intention or direction. I had no place to go or an idea of anywhere I wanted to see. Then again, I suppose none...

Letters From the Eastside – Letter Thirteen

Dear Mother Directional, Good morning, Mother. I hope that you are doing well and that the heat hasn’t been too much for you. It seems that yesterday’s humidity was unbearable here in New York City. Days like this always seem to result in a storm and that’s exactly...

I Have Found (It!) – Entry Eleven

There was a long uphill trail that began with a simple incline before it turned upwards. There was me, of course, and there was a longtime friend of mine who had been hiking for several years. Me, well, I was quite heavy at the time. I was overweight and unaware of...