{horn intro} This small town and the darkness of an artificial evening can hold space for a middle-aged woman walking her dog and scream-crying [and dancing] to the soundtrack of her adultification. For 48 minutes and 50 seconds, I am transported to the beginnings of figuring out how to be alive in this world. AndContinue reading “Rainy Monday dog-walking daylight-savings blues OR Good News for People Who Love Bad News”
Category Archives: Poetry
Coping with Happiness OR Yeah, sometimes I write poems
There are some days where you can feel the turn of the earth and know exactly where you are in time. The still fullness of life suddenly all around you. Now. Just a moment ago the leaves were small, the stalks short, the flowers buds, everything only promise and then – out of nowhere –Continue reading “Coping with Happiness OR Yeah, sometimes I write poems”
The Oracle of Z 