One Thing Remains

I am broken.
I am broken.
I am broken.

...and I have no desire to be fixed.

Almost 36

You are free with your third glass of red wine.
You are free with the holes in your worn-out jeans.
You are free with your clean and spotless room. 
You are free with your return to a craft that demands more than you are willing to give.
You are free in your scene shop with your tools.
You are free with your design schemes and pencils.
You are free with your always dying cell phone.
You are free in your isolation.
You are free in your silence.
You are free in your disbelief and lies.
You are free in not knowing and not asking.

You, my dear. are not free at all.  Would you not think that after almost 36 years, you would want to be free?  

Weighted

The sink or swim slowly became a wandering float...

Field

There will be things that they will not discover until you join them on this journey.  There will be things that they will not know until you begin with them.  There will be things that will not be revealed until you walk a few miles with them.  

They need you...

Trees & Hills

How do you lose something you have never found? I just want to know how to put into words what it will be like when I lose you...

Wall to Wall

There are too many pieces here.
Too many pieces of glass, of broken heels, of worn-down lipstick...

There are too many pieces here. 

Broken Ballerina

I used to dance circles around you...