Marriage
Right as I sit down to write it starts raining. I baked, cleaned, laundered, dished, mommed all day. All I wanted was to tap keys on a dry deck. But…
Day One at the Ocean
My first bask on the beach usually consists of me unwinding a tightly wound knot. "Hello, Sea.", I say. "Remember me?" She waves and nods a beckoning yes. But I…
Awake
My friend Mia has two mountains in her home. They're both tall and cushy and snow-colored. One's in her closet and the other is in a corner and they're both…
A Note, From the Cotton Fields of Texas to the Land of the Free
I see ebony on ivory. I see midnight on daylight. I see sweet black hands plucking stark white fiber, in my fields aglow. I see bright red blood tinging sable…
Calling Out What’s Within
Oh I've said it in a few live-streams, and to a few faces, and in a few posts here lately, but I'll say it here too: We have got to…
Thoughts and Tips
It's in the whirlwind that word-weaving shines brightest. It's when I'm writhing that writing is a type of cure. And it's when things are harried that the hush of creating…
You and Me, Free
There's a game of Mouse Trap all sprawled out before me, waiting for a family to resume its play today. There's a grapefruit candle beside me dancing strong and happy,…