Sunday

Sitting thinking there was nothing to write about these days. And my mind is such a whirlwind that I can’t even remember who I’ve told about my dad and his brain surgery a few weeks ago. Have I even written about it here? That’s a later post if not. I woke on the day afterContinue reading “Sunday”

Re-Birthday

I woke to a glorious morning today. Thunderstorms last night washed the humidity away and left every branch and leaf I passed with glittering morsels of light. The dew hung heavier with the raindrops that didn’t fall from leaves. A gift for my re-birthday. My eyes aren’t stained with tears this morning. Three years agoContinue reading “Re-Birthday”

From Deep Creek: Finding Hope in the High Country by Pam Houston

“Last semester, when I asked my class, as I do each quarter, how many of them had ever spent a night sleeping in the wilderness the answer was zero, and I realized for the first time in my teaching life I might be standing in front of a room full of students for whom theContinue reading “From Deep Creek: Finding Hope in the High Country by Pam Houston”

Bloom

when you pass the mirror, do your eyes only see the light behind you afraid to catch your own eye then you’d have to forgive yourself heart so big it echoes the skies, storming down jagged arrows of anger while you burn so deeply you only smell soot afraid of your own voice because itContinue reading “Bloom”

Anniversary

I am sober today two years. I should have died. I tried to. I turned yellow. I got so skinny my clothes were falling off. I puked and cried and stank as the toxins left me. My eyes were always wet from crying and yellow and dry from my flagging liver. I was held andContinue reading “Anniversary”

Didn’t have a chance in hell

Crumbling cliff’s edge before me, yet another precipice hard fought for another fright that makes my feet tingle so strongly I feel I’m tiptoeing through clouds and all I’m doing is standing here Alone Wolf Howling under my breath so as not to shake the boulders from the sides because if I do they’ll tumbleContinue reading “Didn’t have a chance in hell”

Sanguine skies

We laid there In a dream I didn’t want to wake from so I closed my eyes And imagined your hand floating above me, A sea of sharp sunlight stabbing Between your fingers and The sanguine skies reflected the sun in your blood Until my eyes shone red with Love for you, this moment TheContinue reading “Sanguine skies”

I am the skies before the rain

I am the skies before the rain, sticky sweet as an unexpected kiss, I cling to you like sweat on skin, hugging you close with breath hot, my teeth on the back of your neck, my nails deep inside you. I am the anticipation of wet earth, the smell that makes your eyes close inContinue reading “I am the skies before the rain”