Some people can see love. They are called synaesthetes. They are few, very few, but they can see colors and shapes and animations for every word, every voice, every number, everything. “Peace” is a rainbow disk floating above a maple syrup sea. Your voice is vivid yellow with small, fiery rocks floating in…
Tag: beginnings
The House of Ages Gone By – Boston, MA
A description of our new house in Boston and the many dusty surprises it holds.
Scorned by Today
We live in fear of being scorned by Today. Nobody ever knows when it will happen to them. It begins in middle school. One girl wears a cropped tube top and everyone thinks she’s “cool”. Another girl wears the same thing and storms away alone, labeled “slut” by all. That awful scorn is evident in all levels…