Debora Alanna

Today is August. Charming, warm, lustful July seeps into August's hospitality. A grandiose month, my month. The peak of summertime. Ever...

Against trees, there is comfort Wavy indent from the bark Crease Skin embedding skins between tree and incliner. Against people, there is op...

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It's a crafty scenario. Daughter and mother chat. Mother speaks. Daughter listens. Polite interchange. Conversation ends. What volumes w...

Unbelievably, eventually, all problems have a solution. However, while one waits for the good stuff to happen, life happens. It is a strain ...

I need to remember. Every day, a living memory must remain. No telling when memory will fail. If I don't tell, my memories will vanish. ...

When he said the word, I remembered the nursery rhyme. "Twinkle, twinkle little star How I wonder what you are Up above the world so hi...

I live in disparate worlds. The working tangent entails thinking, functioning, operating in an organized, precise world, structuring other l...

This evening, having no real place to hang out outside (living in a balcony-less apartment), I ventured into the next door neighbours' b...

People I know and like, and like me generally can be considered my family. These people are not necessarily blood relatives, although some o...

Stuck in my throat, the gastric juices force their way into my upper palate. Tepid tap water from a heavy crystal goblet seems to taste bett...

Ringing. None. No interruptions. No missed calls. No connection. Trundle to the payphone? With a broken leg, I cannot roll down the stairs....

Summer's a vengeful time, ravaging the landscape and its inhabitants with sun. The force of this brilliance is tolerable in the early mo...

Dry is the river where secrets tread Dark is the limb where fears are led Bristle when the words are spared Know well the impression... Know...

Wearily, I put away the plastic clay. Deliberating over the form I produced in a few minutes, I came to the conclusion, which is a conclusio...

The Addiction office was a week of sleepless nights, the images of 20 something girls, trying not to look stoned, waiting for their methadon...

I saw an 'employment facilitator' today. Now, people are hired to ease one into an employable state, including resume review, interv...

Delay. Do something else to intentionally hinder the action from taking place. Yes. I am finding a way to prevent the voluntary commitment t...

Somehow, I was remembering a bowl of oranges that were placed on a wholly wooden table, a table bought at the Salvation Army store, an expan...

Here in Vancouver, any temperature above 20 degrees C seems to cause its residents a sweltering discomfort. We are perturbed by the elevated...

Somehow, I have been delegated 'the one' who can... I seem to be 'the one' who oversees conundrums. I can find out informati...

'They' say, "Ask to receive", "If you don't ask, you won't 'get'. "Be careful of what you wish f...

The clock was not striking. It slid silently between three and four in the afternoon. The western window's heat began waking her from th...

The door was locked from the inside. Her door did not require a key to open it from the interior of her space. All she had to do was to wa...

Sun wakes The sleeper decisive Making a call change direction Reading thoughts simplicity Making a way - away loving Positive change Awake.

Shutting my eyes at 2am and 2pm... Inbetween there are daydreams and nightmares... Finding a rhythm is a puzzle not found. The rut-tut-snoze...

Somebody once said that the way to your heart is through your mind. There is another thought... It is through your stomach? That I could nev...

Goodness. So many eons since I blogged. And as it was a day of serendipity, it seems appropriate to blog it out... Leave it to me to stumble...

Whence comes the lies? Memory gets fuddled; incisive Deleting goes far... Recoverable to a point; trenchant Deleted and found Disturbing.

Witt and wiles Wrestle spitefully Wiggling away to the Cape of restitution La de da . Sunday envelopes the numbness. The distance holds a j...

A PRAYER FOR A TORTURED SOUL Twisting a yarn, a willy ditty - Answering anonymity with precise dictums ... The seeker seeks and sights the n...

Without being told, I know that the month of August is present when the spiders' silk fills the open eastern window. I watch the fine fi...

West coast summers tend to produce confusion due to our fierce resistance to heat, which challenges our ability to think. Those migrants to ...

Yep. "The time has come, the walrus said, to speak of many things. Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings. And tho t...

She was a blue light, nay a haze Hovering above a Toronto cross-section Before she was conceived. There were tendrils of her need to be in t...

A downpour is the exhilarating means to renew the passive, sun drenched earth. I love the euphoria of the concentrated force the rain spil...

Nearness and dearness is a dive into the brink change. Wandering the minstrel sings low traffic drowning sorrows. Echos enchanted foraging r...

Weak week. Weal , waddle, wane. Sun slips into a crafted abyss and tickles memories wished to be dissipated . Dreams of past moments to be r...

Once, upon a time... Remembrances of new moon... They say in Turkmenistan that if you show money to the new moon it will mean that you will ...

Somehow, I have written this before. Coffee and a view out the window to the neighbourhood is a ritual. News reports revolve around a 15 min...

Seeing my words in print on the web is humbling. Craving acuity, I meander in my word bank with a hungry anticipation, and traffic noise is ...

Good Morning, World. This post originates from the west coast of Canada. This place is a conundrum to me, and I am marooned here for the ti...