this story changed the trajectory of my lifebecause of this story, I am a writer.because of this story, I found magic in poetry.one summer sent me on a path I have beennavigating ever since.being a writer means being motivatedby what scares mewhat empowers me to writestories like Patti and Robert’s, one of youngartists discovering theirContinue reading “just kids”
Tag Archives: Reflection
heat wave
Summer comes in muggy and hot.My clothes stick to my skineach time I leave my apartment.Days float together and timestops making sense.Each time I walk outsideI feel like I’m sinking intoa warm swimming poolthat I didn’t choose tofloat in but here I am,floating away down the lazy riverof days of this wildly weird summer.
a decade
July 6th, 2014 I posted my first ever blog post. I never imagined that ten years later I would still be blogging. I am so grateful for the people who continue to read my poems every week. Writing has allowed me to find a voice I never knew I had. I am continuously grateful andContinue reading “a decade”
summer daze
The light hits the water in midday causing the deep blue surface to contrast the cloudless sky lounging on the dock. I hold a book over my eyes to block out the sun the gentle sounds of summer soothes my energy. A much needed getaway from the hustle of everyday. Evening cold keeps the bugsContinue reading “summer daze”
The Story
The stories we tell change over time.Man loving woman was the story told to survive.This line of thinking no longer appliesYes it’s how new life is formedBut now we can love who we loveLoud and proud without needingTo follow what worked for others.There’s so much shame aroundChanging the stories when reallyShaming someone for loving someoneInContinue reading “The Story”
remembrance
We gathered togetherTo remember and celebrate The beloved patriarch Of our family.Stories were shared,Memories were madeAround a camp fireOn a boatZooming aroundThe lake.I took stockObserving my familyIn all differentStages of our lives.
one night I saw the northern lights
the lack of sleepled me to discovera magnetic sightsolar shower causedcolors to light upthe night skydazzling surrealisticto experience all alone I looked around and wondered why there were no other souls around to see I could hear screams down by the beach I smiled thinking of the view they must have had from below IContinue reading “one night I saw the northern lights”
Step By Step
step by stepI heal thewounds tornopen by traumalaughing aftercrying is thebest kind ofmedicine thebane of myexistence isout of mycontrol all Ican do is breathethrough themoment wheremy brain feelsthreatened whilesignaling mybody to remainstill battlewounds formfrom unsuccessfulattempts I formboxes with mybreathing asI follow thecircle aroundand aroundtrying tostay calmwhile cryingisn’t my strongsuit but I tryand I applaudmyself withtheContinue reading “Step By Step”
Grief is a Funny Thing
Grief is a funny thing.In that there’s no one wayor right way to grievesomeone passing.It’s not a straight line,it’s scattered all overthe place, sometimesit’s difficult to pick upthe piecesto begin the process ofunderstanding the depththat was left behind.If the person was in pain,you’re happy they’reat peace.If the person was wronged,you’re left shockedand angered bytheir exit.EmotionsContinue reading “Grief is a Funny Thing”
On The Boat
For Grandpa Boat Whenever I see a boat, I think of you.I am taken back to summerdays on the water,I think of Minnesota.I smell sunscreen andwet carpet on the houseboat.I think of my grandmother’s presence,her ability to make everyonefeel at home even whenon the river.I think of your black poodleDomie running around.I think of jumpingContinue reading “On The Boat”
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