casting shadows on pine needles downy paths softer sonder complexity wonder brother on our own still together I had the opportunity to take a local memoir writing workshop recently. Suffice to say, it was awesome. I was unsure about taking the class because it meant leaving the house on Saturday mornings and giving up someContinue reading “Memoir Shadows”
Category Archives: Writing
Loose Teeth
Branches drag water pull trunk taunt from the shoreline to taste the current, form unimagined ripples, yet never sever their roots. Lately, my husband and I have been thinking of ways to help our 3rd grader express his emotions. At school this year, he has had difficulty handling any reprimands from his teacher and eitherContinue reading “Loose Teeth”
“Heartbeats of Chemo” Published
My short story “Heartbeats of Chemo” was published in Elephants and Tea this week! You can check it out here. One of the main reasons I enjoy sharing stories about my cancer journey is because I believe they’re relatable in other ways. Yes, this particular story is about an appointment I had in March ofContinue reading ““Heartbeats of Chemo” Published”
Autumn Calling
1 Shuffling feet brush tawny needles across the path, scattering their fragile splayed fingers. 2 Sunlight ripples through emptying branches, forming breezy bridges of shadows. 3 Wind carries songs of harvest, the taste of damp, and the crushing pressure of lost time. 4 Yellow leaves catch on the clasp of your coat, crunch under yourContinue reading “Autumn Calling”
Tidal Waves
Linger under the diamond willow’s shade carry your cup of coffee in gloved hands play witness to the memories we have made and know we harbor comfort in these sands. Leaves will drift, orange-freckled, in the breeze and waver over graying grass like so to paint the picture of these changing seas the tides, theContinue reading “Tidal Waves”
Autumn’s Frailty
Copper baldachin veils the hillside canopy in royal disarray beneath a sky blurred teal and gray. Life pillows soft beneath my feet, then crunches out its vibrant angst. Like so many others, I associate autumn with the colorful leaves. My family and I went hiking this afternoon at a local recreation area that has aContinue reading “Autumn’s Frailty”
Tastes Like Tomorrow
I’m plucking purple numbers from my calendar’s pulse, deep breathing the tangerine lime haze of numb summer days. Cicadas’ shrill sing showers luminous gold and green under a sky growing thick-skinned. I toppled from blurred trees, spread thin pungent scents strained from nature’s sieve and smelled tomorrow nestled in the photo’s muted negative. Muri presentedContinue reading “Tastes Like Tomorrow”
Changing Seasons
Fronds lifting skyward, embracing like friends, singing soft through pale wind, as the summer sun ends. I told my husband that every time I put too much on my plate, writing inevitably falls to the back burner. And, of course, it’s happened again with the new job and a fresh list of to-dos at theContinue reading “Changing Seasons”
Into the Abyss
This week, I attempted the W3 prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish a bit later than usual! The prompt was to create a Golden Shovel poem using one line from David’s poem, “Straights; or Expanses”. I picked the line “Feathers in wind gusts sucked into abyss”, so you can see where those pieces of his lineContinue reading “Into the Abyss”
Untangled
Pulling at my roots, I grapple gracefully at new growth, blessed by bees and nature’s rays and clouds whose smoky visages plump with life. Flailing at the seams, and tucked inside these dreams, I’m not frail, but free. I usually participate in the W3 prompt at the Skeptic’s Kaddish on Wednesdays, but I have decidedContinue reading “Untangled”
Words and Coffee Writing 