Life Down the Toilet

There are times in life when everything collapses inward with a spiraling force as if some demon in Dante’s inferno flushed a toilet situated precisely under your life and the vortex created by the flush sucked your whole life into an inward spiral through the septic lines and leach fields and, directly, into hell. This…


Oh no, sister, that sunlight is for me, too! I have felt it and swallowed it. It is now within me, a part. You can’t ever block it from me again. I can bask in it even in the darkest night.