Samhain approaches, the veil thins. The moon beckons me closer to her while the harvest begins to yield bounty. Wheat and corn husks rippling in the breeze, apples and pumpkins; as bright as any Christmas ornament catch my eye as I pass their fields. I love the look of hay bales, mums and gourds. I… Continue reading Blessed be!
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Last time with you
I found it funny that we both needed the bed to be made before we left our perch on the hill. That we showered two or three times a day. That you slept on top of the blankets with me underneath them all. We both jumped when the air freshener would puff out that strange… Continue reading Last time with you
These days
Well, I’m not sure these days which way the wind is blowing me. Which way the crow flies. How far it is to safety. I’m not sure these days how to find a way around it all. How to concern myself with the big picture. How to iron out the details. I’m just one foot… Continue reading These days
a soft gift
If I could give you anything, anything in the world Of all the things I could give you (and of course there are many that I would like to give), I would give you the ability to sleep deeply and without worry. Oh I know what you will say- that you do this already. And… Continue reading a soft gift
Parting is such sweet sorrow
The leaves are just starting to fall, and I realized this Autumn and last are so very different. And I thought, thank god I didn’t know what was coming. And I thought, but either way I made it didn’t I? And here you are with dearest friends saying sacred text and standing on balconies in… Continue reading Parting is such sweet sorrow
A Fairytale
(For every girl who choses herself over the prince and consequently becomes the evil witch in his re-telling of the fairytale.) I had all the makings of a cinderella. My hair in the light was as luster-ridden as any. My eye sparkled up at him for years. But my heart never felt right in the… Continue reading A Fairytale
What light through yonder window breaks?
She stands on the balcony silhouetted in the light. But first she had to crack the stone to get through. First she had to lose it all. That looks different each time around. And we may not realize it all the time but we lose often. Sometimes the loses are small: a bobby pin, a… Continue reading What light through yonder window breaks?
Home again and far away
I am sitting in the airport in Cleveland, OH. The last time I was here, Rickie and I were flying to our new home in New York City. We had just officially finished grad school, our apartments were up for rent. We slept in my freezing cold apartment on the floor while our respective significant… Continue reading Home again and far away
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