Remember the way the first sounds of spring filled you, the time you and your mother followed a cacophonous sound. You peered through dried stalks of corn to find flocks of sandhill cranes; fields upon fields of them. You had … Continue reading
We won’t be traveling to the seaside this spring. I stumbled upon these photos and my heart broke with this actualization. I love the warm sun, salt air, and the smell of botanicals. Who doesn’t? I believe most, if not … Continue reading
me and momma Mom’s friend calls me often. “Is your mom with you?”, she always asks. I’ve had to explain to my mom’s friend over and over her the complications involved and that scenario. “No, Mom is not … Continue reading
Interesting to observe Other interesting lives And what others find interesting. Don’t you miss Mexico? I asked him. I wanted deep conversations. He wanted to be left alone with his work. My body and all its liquid Massive. … Continue reading
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Grief aches near my heart, rises up into my shoulders and throat. It contracts, becomes full, and opens. The sound of my sob shocks me. It is unrecognizable. Each morning, each night, and all the way in between; it’s uncomfortable. I … Continue reading
I make a terrible gardener. I’m afraid of bugs and spiders, and I’m never completely comfortable touching dirt. But the good Lord knows I tried. I started with a vigor, clearing the land, laying bricks, planting … Continue reading
In all honesty, whenever I hear that one of my parents needs my help, my initial reaction is anger and resentment. Anger for all the times I’ve been thrown in jail for being an “unruly” child, or thrown out … Continue reading
Last night, I dreamt Teo was half kitten, a black and grey tabby. He was substantially adorable. I wish I could show you.
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