there could never be a time i cherish more with you than those few drowsy moments that rest between us as we slip into sleep not even the sunrise that illuminates the edges of your sleep-tousled hair in a brilliant pink halo or the breathtaking dawn of your smile can compare to the meltdown ofContinue reading “sandwoman dreams”
Author Archives: Jonah Sheridan Fenn
Progress Log: Week 09
Weekly Weigh-In It wasn’t the best week, folks. I weighed in at a happy 247, which was a good start to the week as I had dropped another pound (surprisingly). Unfortunately, between snow days, pay day Chinese food, and a Saturday filled with some much needed friend time that included donuts at the first stopContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 09”
stormfront
the view is barely clear from depoe bay today as i lean precariously against cyclone screened rails hurling popcorn at seagull squalls sweet buttered and salted they float for a second against a belligerent headwind, to explode, freed finally, like fragmented ideas in a schizophrenic mind, only to be snatched mid-air in a feeding frenzyContinue reading “stormfront”
reincarnation
locked in a quantum loop, time is relative to the timed, either bursting supernova stardust rain on harried heads or aching radioactive decay meltdown gold to lead iiiiinnnneeeeerttttiiia diverted attention past today’s dangling parchment particles of previous agendas rewound and sent again in polished packages, tomorrow’s present of anticipation bound in recovered, recycled polka-dot paperContinue reading “reincarnation”
Progress Log: Week 08
Weekly Weigh-In It was a good week. I weighed in at a static 249, which I’m pretty happy with, given all the non-diet friendly food I ate from Friday night through Tuesday. The beginning of the week started out great. I went and picked my son up from his friend’s house in Lebanon on SaturdayContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 08”
pacific rain
gargoyle thunderheads eye us with haughty indifference as our mouths spout streams… ritual daily news centered in the slick grey expanse of ellsworth and first, by boccherini’s and monteith river park suddenly in bloom with snaps of bright umbrellas. watch the jeweler’s iron clock blush time on a round moon face pace slowed to theContinue reading “pacific rain”
Progress Log: Week 07
Weekly Weigh-In All right! I’m getting back on track, finally. I weighed in this week at 249. It feels good to drop below that 250 milestone. It’s been awhile since I’ve been here. My last “good weight” that I have on record was January 13th, 2019. I weighed in at 192. This was the weekContinue reading “Progress Log: Week 07”
Maneuvering That Interview
Recently a younger trans brother of mine came to me to dump some pre-interview nerves. He and his wife moved up to the Puget Sound area a few months ago. They had a great opportunity that really benefits them and she finally gets to be closer to her family after many years here in Oregon,Continue reading “Maneuvering That Interview”
adolescence
we were children of the night searching for the right path down the twilight cooled concrete skin of the city of sin lost amidst, within flocks of fortunetellers, fortune hounds, fortunate we didn’t drown down the sucking asphalt gullies of las vegas boulevard fremont, tropicana damn… we grabbed the future in careless hands reckless, standingContinue reading “adolescence”
little boys
shuffle, side-step on the hardwood hittin’ chest to chest thumping bravo boys dodge, glide dip finger-roll, wrist flips the sphere into the air with grace defying gravity in a french pastry rock the cradle reverse lay-in… swish it, dish it serve it up on the scoreboard in multiples of deuce man…those boys can move god,Continue reading “little boys”