Tonight's Poet Corner: A Mood In Mountains
A Mood In Mountains by Belinda Roddie Sipping homemade liqueur from a shot glass, I thought about the voices in my head, all trying to convince me that my future lay in smoke instead of crystal. Still, the pear and vanilla settled in my skull, and all at once, I was transported to a time in my life that felt so much simpler. I was productive, and I was praised for it. I was compassionate, and I was understood for it. I am prepared for the cold of the next few days. I am willing to be absorbed in an environment I have never explored before. And I am thrilled to indulge in luxuries on a plate, served by people I love dearly, whom I am so grateful to have as my latest family.