Feeling the Weight of Time Today I’m feeling the weight of time. I glimpsed myself in the bank’s overhead monitor and saw not an older woman with graying roots and eyebrows in bad need of waxing but a younger version with two dark brown ponytails at a family picnic, remembered trail rides on a summer […]
Sunset in Key West Then the sun melted into the sea, and we who were together for a few moments went our separate ways and melted into the night.
Choosing Joy Above the sea, morning rises bruised, mottled pink and purple, like it did battle in the dark hours or collided with some celestial bedpost. I watch the sky pass through various stages of healing until it clears. Back at the cottage, I study my new supply of tea leaves with deluxious descriptors […]
The Day After the Election I’ve just made another deposit on the house, and I’m on my way back from the bank. As I make my move to turn left from Federal Highway onto Atlantic Boulevard, a giant fluorescent green lizard leaps into my path. I hit my brake. Others hit their brakes. […]
There’s coming in the going, going in the coming, stillness in the moving.
Today I sliced you in half…
“I know it’s morbid, my daughter says, “but I’ve been thinking about it, and so I’ll ask. If you and Dad die, is there enough life insurance to fly you home and bury you?” She asks him the same question over the phone, and he assures her there is plenty and more. I tell her I don’t […]
Sometimes when you’re sandwiched between crises and you’re going through it without your mother, you just need to come out and play a little polo, find your balance with some red clover. Maybe slip your laptop into the red case and head to some sweet spot that sells veggies with a little turkey. Because that’s […]
To sit simply To sit Simply For one sweet hour And notice All that is Unfolding In the Light of day– That is A fine, fine Thing. A reservoir within Each of us needs A reservoir within, Because life doesn’t happen On an average. It has its hurricanes And droughts, And lovely days. So also […]
“Just hold on and suck in.” Scarlett grips the bedpost while Mammy yanks on the corset and cinches Scarlett’s waist down to 18-1/2 inches. Laces her up right tight. Molds her right to form. Bones bear down to bear her in. I think about bone that once bore down on another’s side, fragments that […]