Daily Archives: April 26, 2012

It’s fragile, this beautiful thing. This tiny bubbled moment. This now. It’s a gift. This husband. These two kids. This life. This how. This furry pup, and this overflowing cup of coffee love hope kindness grace. This little face. Still … Continue reading →

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~Kahlil Gibran I wonder if I let the words just ……………………………wander off on their own would they be more ……………………………………………..wonder full? .

Her tender heart is bloody tired of beating, kinky with grief and folded fears. Bloody and battered, worn from cheating, kinky, selfish souls who pilfer its pieces like legal tender all these stolen years. .

She’s always felt more dragon than rooster. Stubborn ox, maybe crazy goat loyal dog creative snake playful monkey tenacious rat sensitive rabbit passionate tiger perceptive horse trusting pig. Self-assured rooster, never. But perhaps some part of her is still waiting … Continue reading →

You died. And I was eating a sandwich, I think, if I’ve got the timing right. They said you went quickly. They said you didn’t feel any pain. They said mercy, thank goodness, gracious. But then, at the funeral they … Continue reading →

There’s a low h      u     m in her ears today, a fluent muttering grind of teeth and tongue and tethered heart as if something has been ……………shaken loose spit out like tobacco juice leaving her core … Continue reading →

She feels feral itchy and strange in her own mangy skin, m e t h o d i c a l l y chews off her own limb to escape, lets out a low guttural whine; looks back and realizes … Continue reading →

Doing the math in mid-fall, she figures she’s on her 6th or 7th life by now (but really, after 5 or so, who’s counting?) lands on both feet                         … Continue reading →