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
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grand mater
Questions to ask my great-grandmother Frances: What did you do in the hard moments, and how did you get through them? What brought you joy every time you experienced it and why? How do you remember your mother best? What do you like to do when it rains? Do you hum when you do the… Continue reading grand mater
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
The three things I did wrong
1) The first night we were together, as we fell asleep after it all, I lay on my right side while you curled around me and told me you loved me. That I was the second girl you had ever loved. I felt so safe and I shouldn’t have. I should have been more careful… Continue reading The three things I did wrong
Mabon
Last night the moon came down and kissed me awake. She whispered about you. She said she’s had you in her glow for quite some time. She told me to be patient. She mentioned I had to prove I was worthy for you in the same way I would be worthy to befriend an ocean… Continue reading Mabon
Checkpoint
It has been exaclty 3 months since I turned 30. Since then I have: visited an old city in a new way picked sunflowers and wildflowers on a Sunday in August made a peach pie with the radio on awoken early to walk the beach at sunrise in July read a few new books laughed… Continue reading Checkpoint
Born homesick
Two animals pressed upon the opposite walls of a cage. There is no rest yet. There is only mistrust. What a way to start this. I snarl and so do you. You lash out at me and I slash back. We, neither of us, leave our sides of the invisible line. You grind your teeth… Continue reading Born homesick
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