This post, unlike others, is more of a declaration of both certain and uncertain events. Tomorrow, by now, I will have arrived in Europe for the first time and unloadedContinue readingWithout You Here
Thanks Living
I woke up today not knowing what I was going to do. I hoped for the vibrating hum of my cell phone or the ping! of an instant message. ButContinue readingThanks Living
Lucky Like Elephants
I used to collect snow domes—incorrect terminology, maybe, because I’ve heard them called snow globes, too—but I collected the glass and plastic domes, a reminder of every road trip upContinue readingLucky Like Elephants
Thinking of You…or Why I Hate the Itsy Bitsy Spider
We wouldn’t be talking like this, you and I, if it wasn’t for her. You know her. We all have a version of her. And when she’s gone, we can’tContinue readingThinking of You…or Why I Hate the Itsy Bitsy Spider
Be Kind, Revise…or the Importance of an Imaginary Knife
You rewrite your poem, perhaps because you are forced to; or maybe you feel it just doesn’t sound right. But there is always something that can be changed, a “the”Continue readingBe Kind, Revise…or the Importance of an Imaginary Knife
My Kisses…or Shadows, Grandma, Grandpa, and Fish
A little poem about little me… My Shadows written November 30, 2006 by Alexa L. Opening the book, she said “My Shadow” and smiled. She looked down at me, littleContinue readingMy Kisses…or Shadows, Grandma, Grandpa, and Fish