It happened while sitting at the kitchen table yesterday morning. A buttery bloom of sunshine spread slowly across my left shoulder and I turned my head toward its warmth. In the middle of the table sat the pink peonies I had cut the day before when, barefoot, I had run out in the wet of […]
In Remembrance
by on April 8, 2020 Leave a Comment
We are cloistered now and I rarely know what day it is. The hours, the minutes, they keep folding over onto themselves. The days are all so quotidian but I’ll be damned if I am any more virtuous. I am woefully inept at navigating a pandemic. I am woefully inept at navigating a pandemic. Click […]
Holy Incantations and Vessels for Light
by on December 26, 2019 Leave a Comment
Every night I lie down with my son. There are books that have told me that he should be able to fall asleep on his own. That it is not necessary to stay with him until he drifts off, mouth slack, fingers twitching. But, in this case, I am not under the influence of other […]
Layers of Story
by on October 30, 2019 Leave a Comment
I live in an old stone house. Its massive limestone walls so thick one can sit in the windowsills, cross legged. It has two front doors which no one can seem to explain except maybe for the fact that we all have two doors for entering our interiors and this house is just as alive […]
As One Holds the World
by on June 27, 2019 Leave a Comment
You are all eagerness and joy when you grab me by the hand and pull me onto the front porch The sun has just passed the barn and now spills around its edges, gilding the tips of the mimosa and bathing us in buttery light Our shadows are long Our faces alive We sit side […]
