wounded, stolen heart. pierced by the most intense gaze. fear, hesitation: she does not know why they emerge, come to surface right now on this day. she second guesses feelings, as if it matters. prays aloud for strength to overcome this and everything else that conjures itself free of will. for even these things that […]More
Writing exercises in poetry, fiction, and experiments to unlodge writer’s block, too.
she’s a longtime friend. who’ll be there in a heartbeat, once she gets the call. your long-lost sister full of advice and laughter: who knows you so well. once upon a face when we met, before email: voices on the phone two lives connecting old-fashioned, memories shared: practical magic. navigation: on, the highway is still […]More
Rear view mirror? Check. Side view mirror? Double check. Signal, safe to turn. Hand over hand. The wheels inch into the–blinding light? I readjust. There is little room to maneuver around him, but I do my best. Safe in the driveway, and then I open my door, into living rage. Accusations fly. He sees red […]More
Dinner is a wash: Holiday menu? Sold out. Out of my control. cheated out of a turkey dinner on Thanksgiving! it seems to be the theme lately…and how I feel about most holidays–even my birthday as it were. They’ve become less and less enjoyable with each passing year. Where once they were fun-filled with family […]More