Jun 30Member-onlyEasy JobIf I were the person who… Sometimes, when the world is collapsing all around me, when my fear for my boys, for my dog, overtake, when the manuscripts glare, languished, and unfinished, the good words nowhere to be found, I imagine how easy my life might be if I were…2 min read
May 24Member-onlyGarden Dream Poem #1You wave to me from the center of aPolitics1 min readGarden Dream Poem #1----
Apr 20Member-onlyHomewardIn search of spring branches and breath In viral funk, congestion-puffed face still marred by the faint impression of a well-fitted n95, (suitcase somehow unpacked, but sleep mostly elusive) I walked the perimeter of my yard in bare feet and cut April branches from the trees, plunking them in vases…Spring1 min read
Feb 10Member-onlyThings I Don’t SayThis time of day, this golden cast light of low-slung cold sun steeps me in melancholy. I breathe, eyeing the pruned back hydrangea, now bare, gray-brown sticks. The phone rings, and the sound of your voice, far away, trembles with tears, childlike in its vulnerability. Someone is dying, reminds us…Aging1 min read
Feb 5Member-onlySorrowSorrow is a nest of hair, golden hues dulled, grays, adamant and unruly. When you were little and nursing, you would twine your small fingers in the strands, twirling, twirling, the other hand’s fingers grasping the lobe of my right ear. To tell the truth, it irritated me a bit, …Parenting1 min read
Jan 25Member-onlyWhat if This is Death?What if this is Death? Me, here, on this couch, dizzy-breathing, new-age music playing from the TV speakers. Do I know the difference? Yes, I see my children there, (still, so far away), by text, or on blue screen only – Hush – they are thriving and okay. What if…Death1 min read
Jan 20Member-onlyBeach WalkA palate cleanser Here, by the water, everything is beautiful, sand-crusted swells, tiers blown like moonscape from so much daylight and wind. Inhale. Inhale! Breathe deeply and let salt and hope fill your lungs, watch seagull lift and plummet, again and again, finally coasting above water, silvery treasure clenched in…3 min read
Jan 12Member-onlyRenovationThey are gutting our bathroom, hauling out the tub where I bathed you both for years, watched with eagle eyes so you might not slip under, made mohawks in your hair from white foam, moved toy dinosaur across ledge growling, “rawr, rawr, rawr,” soaked my sleeves to my elbows. They…2 min read
Published in ILLUMINATION·Jan 10Member-onlyGatorDream poem. — Poetry2 min readPhoto, author’s ownGatorDream poem.----