Crazy coincidences happen every day. Sometimes when we are done burning The world around us conspires with the universe, To sound out a judgement in our favour. That’s when Laburnums grow. While everything is turning into dust, Brittle, blown away into the winds, Soft trees…

The ability to be vulnerable is the ability to live. not only to thrive, but to survive. a dog knows that it must be vulnerable, yet people seem to equate vulnerability with shame. eating, sleeping, going to the bathroom are all acts of vulnerability in…

“What do you need?” “Is there anything I can do for you?” “What do you need?” “Are you okay?” “What do you need?” What I need is impossible There’s no use voicing it “Is there anything I can do for you?” I don’t know I…

This is my grandmother’s recipe, so bear with me 1 tsp of sheer dumb luck 2 tbsp of a winning smile 1 and 1/2 tbsp nicotine addiction 1 cup of blatant disregard of those around him 2 cups unrelenting visions of grandeur This recipe takes…

Freedom One day very soon I will be free to go From this rehab place As I please, you know To begin again My very own life With all the hazards Including its strife Independence and Quiet solitude To be alone helps Balance attitude

As I sit here, thinking, typing, deleting, retyping I hear you in the other room Arguing with our dachshund JackJack And I can’t help, but smile You two going back and forth You, telling him, “No! Stop chewing on mommy!” Him, *whine* *growl* *grumble* *whine*…

One minute and counting. Where’s my muse? Gone. It’s had vegan choc cake, been giggling with friends, crying with friends …but where’s the muse. In the oven with the chick pea balls? In the fridge with the carrot salad? On the front stoop where my…

1/ Momma, I am quarantine in your house You are far away from this contagion Writing to you, I want to sprinkle but I douse I remove skin, no gentle microdermabrasion Two bridal magazines from the one in my mess Who I can’t help but…

We’ve been burned We’ve been drowned We’ve been put on trial For simply being women, but No flame too hot No water too deep No judge and jury Will ever take away Our magic. We only grow stronger And this is our witching hour