For a minute I consider dashing up there to grab my camera—this color is astonishing!—but I know that by the time I get back out here, the moment will have faded, and the day-to-day blue will have soaked all the rebellion from the clouds. Continue reading Sitting with impermanence
For me, poetry has the power to heal, to transform. It is how I shake out the cobwebs of past shame and through open the curtains to shine light upon my darkness. Continue reading Writing to Heal and Finding My Breath
This past weekend we took our little family on a mini-vacation to visit Chicago — see the sights, ride the train, show the kids the ‘Big City.’ But me for it meant so much more. Continue reading Returning Home
I have been scrambled lately. My lengthy To-Do lists and filmy future-dreams are whisked together into a froth inside my brain. Continue reading Hesitation Point
April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. There are ribbons and memes and hashtags to draw attention to this ongoing (and far too common) issue, but we must remember that behind all of that are the real people and their stories. Continue reading To Drown A Crow
April is National Poetry Month! So take a few minutes to enjoy some fun springtime poems by yours truly to celebrate the joy of Spring, my favorite season. Continue reading Three Poems About Spring
Tonight I present the first installment of Saturday Night Monthly Poetry Reading by Vixen Lea! Continue reading Saturday Night Poetry Reading (opening night!)
Change is the only constant. Continue reading The Shift of Seasons
It’s 7:30AM on a school day in February. What could possibly go wrong? Continue reading Routine, Disrupted (a poem)
We all know that person – the one who never smiles or snaps at everyone. We see them at school pickup or in the grocery store, frowning as they pass us on the street or honking at us from across the four-way stop. But we can’t assume we know their story. Continue reading To the grumpy lady in the school carline
Waking up Razzle-Dazzle 