The winter of 2010-2011 was a tumultuous time for me. I was in the throes of what I eventually learned was manic depression. My life was in chaos. It was also a time of profound creativity for me as I flowed between melancholic and exalted moods.
These micro poems are intended to be read in a state of active imagination. I’ve refined each moment into just enough words to spark your senses and emotions. Look for the story. Take them slow. Experience the moment.