‘Sixty is the new forty!’  – Doctors office fashion magazine headline, 2019 I just turned sixty. Years of age not degrees on a sextant though in my rudderless state charting a one-eighty through late middle-age trying to find a job befitting my experience multiple talents…

I want to be a dandelion— bright, resilient, blooming. I want to scatter, to wait for the wind that will continue my cycle. I want to die. To live.

Found a place Found part of the funding Found the architect Found the geobiologist Everything is going so ( too? ) Quickly Be careful what you ask for They said You might just get it “You better be ready” They said For what you ask…

Depression  is like being trapped in a cardboard box if I were small enough to fit in the boxes from amazon that arrive full of cat food cans  taped shut no ventilation  the darkness playing tricks on me strange shapes dancing along my eyelids when…

Nappytime The pitter-pat of little feet Echoes off the hardwood floor Her big brown eyes look up at me From just outside the office door   “It’s nappytime!” she seems to say Although she utters not a word She climbs my legs onto my lap…

Everything has brought us to this point. You were lost for so many years and I was too blind to see it. We ran in circles for eternity trying to deny ourselves the pleasure we deemed ourselves unworthy of, our thoughts being our biggest adversary…

  animkiig standing on the lake shore. black sky arches in a perfect “c,” cupping the lake as if to hold it in its palm. the lightning comes toward me.  in front of me. behind me a group of people, concerned for their safety, cry…

A shy girl Who looks up to their teacher They get in a talk And laugh quite a lot However it happened Together they sit In the teacher’s car And drive somewhere The teacher still talks And turns away from the wheel The shy girl…

I wish I knew Virginia Carraway Stark I wish I knew A million years ago what I know today with the world spinning faster thousands of years go by every day how many millions of years ago was it that I sat in the forest…

As I’ve grown, I’ve become more reckless. As a child, I set my bedtime at 7:30, arguing that I was growing and required more sleep. My mother laughed and still tells the story. As a preteen, I mapped out my life— college would get me…