Play with words Toy with words and you play with fire Gather memories like moss and kindling Quartz against quartz, ideas friction and spark Wisp of smoke is a portent Gather memories like moss and kindling Focus thought to a pinpoint through the lens of time Wisp of smoke is a portent Soon we will… Continue reading Play with words
pulse “Music to me is like breathing— I don’t get tired of breathing, I don’t get tired of music” - Ray Charles music is the moon-pull of the blood it snares the heartbeat in hypnotic rhythms of smoky blue jazz it snares the heartbeat with swaying taproots of smokin’ hot jazz while husky voices croon… Continue reading pulse
COMPLAINT Women’s work is never done... The burner rings are caked with overflow. Is there anything to eat? Mom, there are no clean socks. The burner rings are caked with overflow. Is that a spider’s trapeze swaying from the ceiling? Mom, there are no clean socks, and We’re running out of milk. Is that a… Continue reading Complaint
Leah “…bury me with my fathers…. There they buried Abraham and Sarah…Isaac and Rebekah…and there I buried Leah” - Jacob in Genesis 49:29-31 The morning after Jacob lay with me even my weak eyes saw his anger. When I give him a son he will love me. Even my weak eyes saw his joy at… Continue reading Leah
It no longer matters that I'm not good at basketball. Who cares that I'm the oldest of nine. Don't follow my example now! University is the place to discover myself. Who cares that I'm the oldest of nine? My high school dates were awkward and pimply. University is the place to discover myself and ace… Continue reading U-days
Essence of spring drifts from the sticky buds, Robin’s lively lilt now wakes me early. Under the clouds, crocuses clutch a tight bouquet. Humming lawnmowers are summer’s elevator music. Robin’s lively lilt now wakes me early, The smell of sun screen seeps through all my clothes. Humming lawnmowers are summer’s elevator music. Fruit stand has… Continue reading Calendar
