My take on a different kind of love — I don’t remember being anything but terrified as a little girl. My dad was a firefighter, and he was big and strong. But just like walking into a burning building, I felt like being near him could become life-threatening and explosive at any time. He talks about how cute I…

a poem —

a poem —

a poem —

Let’s hit pause and take a moment. In this moment, I’m not judging you. Not if you’re wearing a mask in public. Not if you won’t wear one. Your hair can be fresh from the salon or a hot mess because you don’t have an appointment. You may have been at home with your immediate family this…

It’s not me, it’s totally you. — I have lived four decades without a social media account. For the better part of two of those decades, I have practiced yoga. My favorite phrase from those quiet moments on my mat is: Acknowledge the thoughts that come and go in your mind. …

Stretching these muscles isn’t that easy. — So when I got invited to try my hand at the Second 2020 Writers’ Competition, I told myself that no matter the prompt, it was gonna be written and submitted. Ten short jokes, huh? Okay, gotta start somewhere… That one person on Facebook… I don’t understand why you just keep…

Or The Day I Tried to Move Energy and Effed Up My Thumb — There I was this one day in the shower Reflecting on my stifled power. I grabbed my right wrist And gave it a twist My plan was to heal in an hour. Dear reader, alas, I knew naught About moving my energy blocks. …

A poem — My latest daydream found me so meditated Surveying the landscape that was my own brain. An odd kind of place to be self-educated Standing there watching lightning without any rain. After further inspection, right there at my toes Were little plants growing. I heard their loud cries. Bright light from…