Here we go again.
This is where I will post little snapshots of my day or of my thinking…somewhere between poetry (because I have no rhythm) and prose (because I rarely have an end in sight).
Roads and walkways. They capture and set off my imagination like the spinning of a top. Texture and fragments and weather and shade. I’m often finding myself with eyes down when maybe they should be up. But, this, this is my favorite patch, and my eyes always go down to notice the goings-ons as we […]
You place a hand upon his chest. The perfect ribcage Of which you had some part A rib from you And a rib from me And you count the up and down. Relief. Your hand lingers – Desiring absolute reassurance The kind you can take with you for a deepened sleep. Just one more up […]
This sea and conflict of alliances were all brewing the next afternoon under that intense Spanish sun one year after moving there,
Taking It All In In the cool grays of the room In the adobe pink of the walls Through artificial breezes And the silver cherub lamp strung above our heads from someone else’s hand On shaded cotton sheets And across delicate, outstretched puppy paws We pass the afternoon You, sweet one, balanced on my chest […]
If time were solid there’d be two ruts in this hall. Two perfectly carved paths, tilled from both of my feet, Like walking through snow. Except today, there is no snow. There never has, nor ever will be. And that is because Today it is hot. Hot hot hot. Up and down. Up and down. […]
Cold frittata for lunch. Good God thank You for That. It went from sitting in the blast of air from the european fridge in american tupperwear to the blue lid being screwed off and rounded ‘Cereal Killer’ spoon plunging inside. My hunger has made this thing Whole. Thank God it was declined by the husband […]
A poem about a daily and necessary activity in the life of this new mom.
(Inspired by my favorite facebook writer…may you never know your name) The word I’m going to use here may look dramatic, but maybe by unpacking it it’ll become more of a catalyst than a dead end. By fleshing it out maybe it’ll become more human than not. More approachable than avoid-slash-ignore-at-all-costs. So here’s the word. […]
