Nightmare

In my dream, I’m in the bed I’m sleeping in. I can’t move. I try to roll but I can’t. It feels like gravity has pinned me to the mattress. Lying on my back, head looking turned right, arms at my side, I hear a sound coming. It’s the sound of chaos, it sounds likeContinue reading “Nightmare”

End of the Year Observations

The noise that overtook my thoughts slowly faded into a gentle silence. The cat purred in my presence as he drifted off into dreams. Christmas lights hung from the trees lit up the warm winter nights. One text distracted me from my anxiety. Anticipation for a moment was worse than the moment itself. We’re almostContinue reading “End of the Year Observations”

Up The Hill

I ran up the hill before the others could follow. I held onto the leash connected to my dog. He kept me going. It’s the only way I could get up without feeling the air escape from my lungs. It gave me time to move forward without thinking. We passed families carrying down Christmas trees,Continue reading “Up The Hill”

A Writer’s Problem

I was busy focusing on my work when an idea leaped into my head. It was a line for a possible poem. I began to daydream of all the lines that would come after. When I realized I wasn’t in a place where I could write it down, I told myself I’d remember it laterContinue reading “A Writer’s Problem”

Trip to Greenville

A few weeks ago, I took a day trip with my aunt and uncle up to Greenville, Maine. We drove around and had lunch near the lake at a place called the Stress Free Moose. We entered the restaurant and the bar was packed with people. On a Tuesday afternoon! We ate outside and people-watchedContinue reading “Trip to Greenville”

Reading By The Lake

Late September, early fall, crisp in the air. Center Pond, Maine, late-afternoon. I sit by the lake with a jacket and boots on, kindle in my hand. The leaves across the way are changing. The slight breeze in the air drops the temperature, but the sun blaring in my eyes allows some warmth to stay.Continue reading “Reading By The Lake”

Little Things

Talking to chickens like they are people. Asking a neighbor to help deal with a bee. Flinging bees out of a pool, hoping they’re dead. Sitting on the deck with a tea and a book. Cloudy days. Weekends Saturday smoothies. Marks on my cheeks from face masks. FaceTiming with friends. FaceTiming with my cat. FaceTimingContinue reading “Little Things”

Both Things Can Be True

For so many years, I lived in fear of what other people have to say. I was always afraid of what could happen if I spoke my truth. If I shared something, what would people think? What would they say? What would the inevitable response be? Recently, I realized it doesn’t matter what other peopleContinue reading “Both Things Can Be True”