The Slant of Motherhood

As I loosely stare out the window water begins to bead up, heavy and ripe, upon the glass One droplet slides down the pane then another My eyes trace their path each sphere of water now forming a queue on the window sill below Collecting, dispersing, collecting again Fickle We need this rain but I […]

Life in the Bardo

I remember how the floor gave way the moment my mom died She stopped breathing and I fell into a deep nothingness Around me stood the shells of my brothers and sisters To my left, sat my dad crumpled in upon himself And all of us hung suspended in space both liminal and raw our […]

Sunlight + Prophetic Imagination = Revolution

When I was a little girl I used to spread out on my back under trees and watch the sunlight tickle the tips of the leaves. Their shadows would flutter across my face and ripple down my arms in a flurry of fantastic patterns. And then, as the sun slowly arced and bent, my eyes […]

All That We Are

We are thin lines of orange that arc then bloom at the horizon and as birds warble and stars dim We rise We are clouds billowing above the silent water Expansive and mysterious At once hiding, then revealing We rise We are rock faces hardened then smoothed with age Our peaks honed by a hidden […]

I Am Not Yet Done Becoming

I’ve always been one to relish the flipping of the calendar page at the start of each new year. I like beginnings and clean edges and wide open spaces. I like the opportunity to begin again. This year has been no different. Except that it has. I’m coming off a year that, if I’m completely […]