What’s that you say? You’re moving? It’s going to be ok. No, no, really, you have to trust me. I know, I know–it’s an upheaval, an emotional train-wreck, a logistical, never-ending list of things to get done, each one dependent upon the one above. It’s ok. You’re going to be just fine. Even if the…
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Mother Heart
I am not a religious person. I don’t got to church or temple or mosque. I don’t pray or bend a knee to Goddess or God. But after nearly fourteen years of motherhood I have come to believe in something, something fierce and powerful and universal. Something outside of me, completely out of my control….
American Elegy
This is not an elegy for America, the beautiful; America land of the free. It’s not an elegy for geography, latitude and longitude, tectonic ’tis of thee. The land, blooded and let, bartered for pretty trinkets, stolen for a woolen blanket and a few bottles of booze–she will remain. Purple mountains majesty, fruited plains. Red…
Dear 2016, Suck It
Dear 2016, Well, here we are. December 31st. If you’ve got any more surprises up your sleeve–say Harrison Ford dropping dead or Simon le Bon suddenly suffocating, the sudden annexation of Poland by Russian troops-you’ve got less than 24 hours to do your dirty work. The (not so) funny thing is that you, 2016, you weren’t…
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 