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Journaling
Journaling In the same notebook that I dump the darkest toxins of my soul, I also create my dreams- white lilies unfolding, tender yellow stamen, that even too strong a breeze, too hot a sun could wil... Read More
surrounded
surrounded i sit on my back porch this morning in the middle of this neighborhood this town this country in the middle of this week this month this year completely secluded by the green nestled safely... Read More
I have no words
I have no words sufficient for this moment. As the depth of this trauma sinks in, as the outrage continues, as the grief washes over, all I know to offer is a moment of silence. All I know to do is ba... Read More
I’m the Mom
I’m the Mom I wasn’t born a mother, like my children think. Once, not long ago, I was a child, too. I hung my head off the couch and looked at the world upside down, lost myself in play, picke... Read More
Pandemic Dream
Pandemic Dream It is that moment in childhood’s early summer when everything is fresh with possibility and forever makes its promises once more. I open the back screen door and step barefoot into th... Read More
Missed Connections
Missed Connections Real life is hard. We are busy, distracted, preoccupied. My words are insufficient, awkward. I say the wrong things or I don’t know what to say at all. We just keep missing connec... Read More
If I Could Tell You Just One Thing
If I Could Tell You Just One Thing If I could tell you just one thing, it would be this- beneath the daily disappointments, beneath the layers of frustration, anger, sadness, beneath even your despair... Read More
How I Want To Remember Us
This one is dedicated to my mom, who would have been 100 years old yesterday. How I Want To Remember Us We were all there, the whole family, sitting on a blanket together. Waiting. An entire history o... Read More
Resilience
I know it doesn’t always go this way. But I believe it can. Resilience We humans- we were made to adapt. Our very survival depends on it. Sure, we’d rather not. We resist, we deny, we shake our fi... Read More
Retrospect
Retrospect Sure. Looking back, you tell yourself, you would have done things differently. You should have tried harder, been more patient. You could have done more. But retrospect is an observation to... Read More
Letting Go
Letting Go There was so much you had to let go of to get to this place, this intersection of what you do and who you are- dreams that weren’t really your own, worn out beliefs, old habits of thought... Read More
Book Review
Book Review The main character has kept me company for a while now on quiet afternoons, has coaxed me back to sleep on anxious nights. Against the backdrop of a particular moment in history in a parti... Read More