I am unexpected. I am an out of wedlock pregnancy that solidified a union. I am a gentle kick inside my mother’s womb on her wedding day. I am the stiff upper lip as the word divorce falls upon me, wide eyed and stoic. I am a child silently hovering in the garage watching my …
Imagine the muffled sounds Of a seed weeping Begging the rain to stop At 10cm no mother Wishes death upon her baby But the sound of her tears Are the same It is the bursting in the rainstorm That brings forth new life The seed knows not what is coming And waters herself. Not believing …
Like a new day dawning Morning dew glistening The rainbows of light glimmer through my windows at sunrise I take a deep breath I exhale I am at peace To dance wildly and intimately With my pain As it continues to haunt me As it pounds on my door, And to know truly It is …
I keep thinking she’s dead The little girl who manages Directs and protects the spiritual direlects She keeps popping up On long drives With the right song After the holidays When the dishes are clean And the family has left She shows up again and again I wrestle her in fits Insisting I don’t need …
I sit stroking a handmade bookmark From an old friend Dangling over a page of a poetry From my husband Wrapped up in a blanket From his father And for the life of me I cannot stop circling this ill fitting loneliness Ancient, itchy, incessant Littering this perfect moment With crumpled bits of hurt From …
This house we built With no bad touches And full bellies, Lights that are on Water that is running: May not be enough. A warm embrace, Nourishing meals together, Lights intended for bedtime stories, Cozy bubble baths: a good start. My own wellness, Food consciousness, Light that intentionally casts shadows Weeping alone in the tub: …
Each crack you chiseled into my foundation The waters of this love have touched And there is no going back now Take back your piecemeal attempts at parenting and marriage, The table upon which I feast is plentiful You are welcome here and I need you to know: Your projections did not break me Your …
Technology and social media isn’t all that bad when your family is spread out across the country. A couple of years ago we created a giant family group on Snapchat to keep in touch. There are 10 cousins, half of which have their own kids, and a few of aunts scattered around. Over time I …
This poem came to me while reading Heart and Mind by Alexander Shaia. As I settled in to the words I began to weep. Words are powerful that way. When they hit you at the right moment, just when you are ready to receive them, your heart expands. That is what this poem did for me. …
How does the oak tree with deep roots grow? Upward. My life has been a series of goodbyes. When I think of the word “adventure” I think of something out there. Something far away. Somewhere new, something fresh. Sunshine, the coast, sand, mountains, rolling green hills. I discovered that an oak tree, standing tall and …