misty rain on saturday

When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you. Peggy Sealfon hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body isContinue reading “misty rain on saturday”

thoughts of now

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”

10:23 pm

my window is closed I can hear the cicadas chirping loudly tonight drowning out the usual quiet of august evenings, the rain this afternoon startled the whole house the dog ran from the bathroom to the closet nonstop for thirty minutes like a spy trying to hide darting from one dark space to the other,Continue reading “10:23 pm”

end of june blues

the end of pride month grief lingers heavy in the summer air I cannot properly put into words how I am feeling still in the midst of processing the weight of the fact that women in this country are not allowed to choose what’s best for their bodies

mindfulness

a state of awareness brought on by breathing my skin is red from the heat of this bath I massage my neck with my finger tips and slip into nothingness, happy I watch my thoughts drift away I move the water around me I breathe in through my belly I hold my breath I releaseContinue reading “mindfulness”

Tired

How many kids have to die in school in order for change to happen? I am tired of seeing the same news cycle trying to in-act some type of change but nothing works. Nothing works. Why? Why do these events keep occurring and we’re left hopeless? Why do parents keep on losing their kids thisContinue reading “Tired”

Lost Dog

Nights spent waiting for the dog to bark again. He’s lost his center to the dark. I wake up at two three four in the morning and try to get him to calm down. For someone with anxiety, I don’t do a good job at comforting him. I’m short with him, I yell, I getContinue reading “Lost Dog”

It’s Been A Minute

The seasons have changed once again somehow I’ve missed it. I didn’t enjoy the autumn leaves like I normally do. And winter…well, winter came and went, the lack of snowstorms made time move faster than the average year. I can tell it’s spring by my stuffy nose and puffy eyes, I always forget I haveContinue reading “It’s Been A Minute”