March 13, 2023 at 12:03 pm
I’ve had to deal with PTSD and Major Depressive Disorder for many years and once I finally overcame the worst of it, I was able to write this poem to try to explain how the MDD felt to me. Poem by Vanessa Kuljis aka Tasha LeeAnne Wolf
February 21, 2023 at 9:48 am
I am and have been mostly a nonfiction writer but the storytelling class has pushed me to write fiction. The teacher, Vincent Orduna, gave us an assignment to create a fantastical world. I have never done anything like that but decided to stretch and do what I could. The next assignment […]
January 10, 2023 at 5:12 pm
Many of the art teachers that I have met through the years — in grade school, at college, and beyond — are funnily rigid.
I present a challenge to most of them.
November 18, 2022 at 4:38 pm
Abusive father and brother…Sister who threw me to the curb…I went to Tent City 4 and hated it there.Then I became an independent operator homeless man.Dealing with people was too much of a headache.Generally, I prefer being alone.Now that I have lymphoma — round two — everyone wants to be […]
October 24, 2022 at 11:49 pm
Where is Eric? So many come and go. Fast friends lost. Where is Ruanda? I asked that a few years back. Has anyone heard from Ruanda? “Oh, honey, she died.” We were supposed to go to the aquarium together. She had invited me, with a big smile on her face. […]
October 13, 2022 at 2:00 pm
I wrote a poem about fall. It was inspired by the theme of Falling Leaves and by Mary Oliver’s poem “Song for Autumn” and here it is: Autumn Longing It is time for bed,It is time for rest.Everything strives south, goes down, lets loose.We all have gone to seedPlanting our […]
October 12, 2022 at 7:17 pm
The leaves are so beautifulin all their differentshades, shapes, and statesof growth, release, or decay.Today I am thinking of the treeThat held that life in its existence,nurtured it from before it was a small budcarried nutrients to it so that it could surviveas it developed and grewnow the tree sends […]
September 26, 2022 at 6:51 pm
I cannot sleep.Then, I become exhausted and sleep too much.I cannot function well.Day is night, and night is day.I live in opposite world.Thyroid, lymphoma, testosterone, diabetes.Exhaustion.What else can go wrong?What else will go wrong?So damn tired.This is living?I learn that someone I admire has died.Suicide.I seem to be the last […]