Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Rakicevic Nenad on Pexels.com I’ve started to write this five times and deleted it four. Deep breath. This is a great start. Is it a bit dramatic? Perhaps it’s a bit ominous. It has the same feel as the message that says: Call me, we need to talk. Your stomach and heart trade... Continue Reading →
Photo by Furkan Yavuz on Pexels.com That was a rough night. The first real storm of the season blew through and rattled the windows, snapped some trees, and wiped out the electricity for half the population. There were loud crashes in the darkness, and my building shivered in grim anticipation. Which way were those trees... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I’m staring at a blank page and a blinking curser. It’s mocking me or silently judging my typing abilities. Are you going to write something? Anything? Tippy-type away, my dear. Why did I open this document? What made me think this was a good idea? I don’t have anything to... Continue Reading →
Photo by Luis Miguel P. Bonilla on Pexels.com I hate to brag. Well, that’s not entirely true. Who hates bragging? I don’t know anyone who doesn’t enjoy a braggadocios moment. We might feel self—conscious about it, but secretly we’re kinda giddy. There’s a bubble of excitement sitting in the sternum. It would rupture if not... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com One foot in front of the other. Slow and steady. Loose stones crunch beneath my feet. It’s still warm out, but there’s a breeze rustling the leaves. It’s taking the edge off the setting sun. How is it still this hot at— what time is it— 8:50 PM? Whew, that... Continue Reading →
Photo by Valentin Antonucci on Pexels.com *Originally written: August 2022* Where are they? Come on, I know they’re here somewhere. They have to be here. They couldn’t walk out on their own. How old did that make me sound? Damn it, where did I put my hiking boots? It’s been too long since I laced... Continue Reading →
Photo by alleksana from Pexels I don’t know how to start this post. I've written and rewritten the first sentence a dozen times. Every time I sit down to write this, I hesitate. Is it a rash decision? Am I making a mistake? No, I know this is what I need to do, and this... Continue Reading →
Photo by cottonbro from Pexels Should we take bets on whether or not I get this done and post it online? It’s anyone’s guess, and the odds are evenly split. I don’t even know what I’m going to say or why I’m saying anything at all. Write an entire post with words that make sense? ... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels It’s my birthday today! Correction, by the time you read this, it will have been, gone, and went. Bye-bye, see you next time. Keep walking. Go on, a little further. Further. More. No, you’re still not far enough. Go another eight kilometres, turn left, and f**k right off. Birthdays, they... Continue Reading →
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels It’s a silly little thing that seems so trivial. If I’m being objective, there’s a chance that it’s completely immaterial. Am I making a thingy out of a what-cha-ma-call-it? Quite possibly, but that’s what we do here. Dance with life’s curiosities until the night grows old and our bones grow... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 