Home Sweet

I’m at the dining room table. The table cloth below this computer is mine; bought at Walmart in Portland, Maine in a haphazard desire to turn my 6 week actor housing into a home. The two candles flanking each side of this bright screen were bought in the Target in Cleveland, Ohio. A set of […]

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Tomorrow…

We go and pick out your bridal gown. We stand witness to a new form of white. As soft as spring, as strong as spider’s web, perhaps with buttons? Maybe with lace or chiffon? Who knows what the details will be. Who knows if I will cry when I see you, in a veil trying […]

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Three days in

The place is a mess, but the paper work is signed. I balance my whole life on a tender and delicate idea. Boxes unpack and things are hung. Floors swept and wiped. I peek around corners and try to learn the lay out. I see myself in new windows and flick the blinds open and […]

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a few questions lately:

What if forever looks like this? What if it gets better from here? But then again, what if it gets worse? What if I go wrong somewhere, and everything falls apart? What if I am brave and it works out? What if something wonderful happens? What if I cut myself some slack? And you, what […]

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Post Mortem

I do not know what it is like to be dead. I can only imagine it to be like sleep–but longer. And perhaps better. Maybe even more peaceful. But it seems impossible to imagine that. Sleep and death. Brothers that share the same bedroom. I have seen movies where people die, I have read many books and […]

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For Mary

When I heard you were gone It was my brother, a poet, who told me. I read it, in tiny ant letters on my phone and then instinctually looked out the window at the bare trees. I mark time by the branches in the backyard And the tiny snowdrops that spring up out of nowhere […]

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Soaring

He said I should take a leap of faith. On him, on us, on what could happen. And I stood at the edge, my toes just grazing the air and wanted to step forward trusting that my wings would grow simply by wishing them to be. But I couldn’t leap. And the more I felt […]

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not a bad way to start

The sun rises. I look for little kindnesses. I search for signs on the wind. I wait and watch the clouds part. It’s chilly but bright. There is hope there. I hang on a little longer. I wait and watch some more. My fingertips slip on my sadness. I let go and fall a bit. […]

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