i need a machete. but we will get to that later. have you ever had an experience so remarkable that you reflect immediately? the reflection sounds like poetry in your mind. right there. instant, beautiful, reflection. but then the experience is so gripping that alas, you forget. you forget that perfect jaw dropping string of […]
have you ever felt an overwhelming need to just get out of somewhere? only, you aren’t sure what you’re running from or where ‘far enough’ is? you don’t know what you need from the distance, but it is the only fix you can think of for whatever it is that is happening in you to […]
i was with family last night. a family member who i hadn’t seen in 3 years brought a friend. he is an ‘adult’ adult. by that i mean that no one will question it if he is an adult or not. it has nothing to do with age. but as a reference, maybe 35+ = […]
i’m happy. should i even be writing? i’m busy. how to find the time… i want to write about something special today. not just my life, but something bigger. today, amigos, i want to write about inner dialogue… which is going to be about my life anyway. sorry. i don’t know anyone’s life better than […]
haha. guess what? i am going to school again, starting february 2nd. WHY? well, because i am a crazy person (as mentioned before) and because i have this do-er energy that just spills out my pockets. some one rob me of this, please? just take it. im going to take three courses: general psych, abnormal […]
have you ever sneezed two times in a row, so fast you kind of spit all over the place? that is how i felt today while walking to a creative writing class and overhearing a man, standing in front of a doughnut shop, preeching to a mini-group of seemingso UC Berkeley students about ‘diabetes complications’… […]
sure? a poem by ME: heather gabel in may, 2012 i can taste freedom wrapped infear from fleets of flying fireflies that stain this night in empowermenti’ll be free sooni will, because everything is fleeting and I am tooDripping grass stained jeans in bleach as if that will somehow make them betteri try I try […]
Unexpected Blues 