I want to talk about pausing. I want to talk about what it feels like to wake up and fall back asleep because you have the whole day to fill. I want to talk about how the light changes with the hours, with the seasons. I want to talk about hearts, how it seems so… Continue reading Across the water
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On Self love-today
Hm. Well. Let me tell you:I read a whole book today. I took a bath, I refilled the water when it got cold. I did a face mask at the same time. I reached out to my friends and did my work out.I got at least 50 ounces of water in my body. And 10,000… Continue reading On Self love-today
In flux
This year, I lost my ability to read novels the way I use to. I would devour words hungrily without stopping since...well, always. But 2019 wrang me out like a facecloth. It changed the way I move in the world. I moved further away from being able to sit still and give in to a… Continue reading In flux
Incantations of Laughter
(For Abby and all the rest.)They burned the witches.Broke their collar bones too. Turned them from flesh to ash.And threw them under the rocks haphazardly as you would the weeds in an unruly garden.A backwards bible. Cast them off of ledges and broke their necks for herbal cures and birthing your children safely.Finger’s pointing in their faces.… Continue reading Incantations of Laughter
Before I knew
When I think about love... I think about how I would feel on Sunday mornings at 11:00am.Well rested and aware of a whole day stretching before me like an endless road. I think about the sound of my mother laughing in the kitchen on the phone or my father throwing my sister in the pool-her limbs akimbo… Continue reading Before I knew
A thought at dinner with someone I thought I liked
I looked out the window and thought this: “Am I the barometer for these men to find out if they can love?” I get even the hardest of cases at my door, knocking with hat in hand, weaving me stories and I invite them in. I can love anyone if I find something special about them.… Continue reading A thought at dinner with someone I thought I liked
The Stories we Tell
I don't need to write it here to remember that this semester was hard. But there, now it is written. And as I am nearing the end, I find myself counting the blessings of the days.Two cards today from students who both said thank you.And I may never get another, but this will be enough.The… Continue reading The Stories we Tell
December query
Outside my window, in the tree across the street, a bundle of leaves sways unevenly in the December wind. Bunched together, shriveled and unhappily alone on the otherwise bare branch they are forgotten and victim to the elements. In happier days they were bright green, now they simply are gray-brown and dry. Hearts are not… Continue reading December query
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