Relationships

  • My Fire

    Oh, this is the depths of desire! How wild winds do blow within the halls of this longing. Lingering aches clutching at far off stretches of my truth. Built over lifetimes, tasted this day: I see you, raging humanity. How… Continue reading

  • Changing Seasons, Finding Home

    We had small children. Three and six years old: button noses, tiny hands. When my husband and I separated, we needed to because that was the next and only step we knew how to take. We’d forgotten how to breathe… Continue reading

  • She Would

    If she could hold the world with all her heart. If she could soften the growls of the wildest of them, she would. Oh, she would. Oh, she would. Continue reading

  • Goodbye

    No one would have seen it coming, least of all me. His death was inevitable: that part we all knew was coming. But no one would have foreseen my reaction to it. Not the way it happened, not the way… Continue reading

  • Deeply

    I think about her, sometimes, when my heart turns to sun. Nan. Her heart used to shine like that, too, which is why I can’t help but think of her when I feel intense love radiating from my own chest.… Continue reading

  • Just A Game

    Is it worth these precious breaths? This fight, this blame, this game? Is it really so important? People die (people who are loved) and still we take for granted life. And we fight, and we blame in this game. It’s… Continue reading

  • This Is It

    Death, I suppose, does that to us. It’s one of those accidental growth inducing things that none of us actually want, but do end up getting from time to time. Lessons in perspective. Lessons in gratitude, these are just some… Continue reading

  • Wonderful, Wonderful

    They didn’t understand her, but they allowed her just to be. And that, she knew, was a wonderful, wonderful wonder. Continue reading

  • Loneliness

    There is depth and beauty in loneliness. It is quiet. Peaceful. And though I’ve never known it, loneliness is the wave that has known me a lifetime, long. Its quiet waits for nothing, it just hangs in the air, aching,… Continue reading

  • The Clouds

    Somewhere in the clouds is where you will find me. Am I broken, or am I just me? Floating, somewhere beyond the day. Floating, not quite flying away. As humanity goes, I am far from normal, and yet I’d not… Continue reading