Spring has finally arrivedonly took a month to makeher debut in this humble year.I embrace her fully as shesaunters into the day as thoughshe’s not held off her entrance,leaving us all freezing forfar too long, leaving us questioningif she was ever going to show up.But she does and we thank her for it,the birds singContinue reading “It’s Happening”
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Writer’s Block
“The creative adult is the child who survived.” —Le Guin It’s difficult to explain to thosewho don’t understand.The throughline of childhoodbreaks off somewhere asthe decades continue on. I hold tight to my pen to make sense of those early years.How they definedthe womanI am today.Healing my inner childone day at a time.Poetry helped mefind myContinue reading “Writer’s Block”
Memory of Pink Faded Clouds
The early November skybefore sunrise is untouchable.It’s quiet but fierce, wantingto burst into the daybut takes a moment to breathe.I drive east. I watch the darkblue grow lighterpops of yellow appearbelow the horizon,as though the sun is ripping throughthe universe, through the land and sky,to say good morning, hello.Music plays, it’s too early tocomprehend aContinue reading “Memory of Pink Faded Clouds”
august blues
gray clouds roll along the coastthen stay longer than wantedI find color amongst the flowersthey bring me happinessfinding gems in the ordinary daysI am my grandmother’s granddaughter
just kids
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”
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”
observational view
vintage cars signal the start to warmer weather i walk down the road near the water late in the afternoon the town comes alive in the summer i take in the picturesque moments straight out of my favorite tv show from childhood, including a guitar singer belting covers of retro songs from a balcony. iContinue reading “observational view”
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