Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Yellow Socks
In a hurry to walk with friends, I grab for socks that are yellow, I laugh and think, “Oh no, I can’t wear that everyone will laugh.” And for a moment while my friends wait I dig the drawer for the popular choice, around the ankle and white, confident now, I can walk. Up the hill and back down...
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Sunday, August 23, 2009
Happy Home
May not be the best mom, but I'm the best mom I can be, choose not to be public, seems I cannot compete, didn’t really know someone could lose or win when cleaning stinky feet. Thought I could get up each day with one predominant goal: Do right by my kids; Make it to the end; Provide a loving home....
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
If Not for the Children
Did you think I was gonna eat you? I just wanted free. Far away from the captor that took me away from me, but connected, like dots in a book, to similar eyes smiles and certain traits. I cannot leave the page I helped trace. Did you think I was gonna burn you? I just wanted out. Run as fast as I...
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Thursday, August 20, 2009
Run
(to my grandmother who passed today and my daughter who passed 8 years ago) Run, baby, run to the gates to the sun welcome her there where you two can share stories of home and reunions to come. Grandmother, Mother, and Daughter, one day together. You two can prepare for our arrival there. Run,...
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009
When Love Leaves
He wonders what it was that once made him feel as if he were untouchable, invincible, overwhelmed. She thinks they were crazy to have believed they were protected from the raging rush of time and complacency. They begin to understand it was simply impatient youth that exposed them to the promises...
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Saturday, August 8, 2009
Stuck
She can’t go forward, can’t look back, stuck in the moments that define her future, present and past. So many will cage her. Too many have released her. She seeks those who keep her. Scrutinized by whispers, exposed to betrayals, stuck in the promises that slip through her fingers and drip from her...
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Friday, August 7, 2009
Cleaning House
Out with the trash, yesterday’s news, cleaning house, and paying my dues. Doors locked, home not open, invitation only, after the moppin’. Windows washed, eyes -- dry as a bone, holes in the wall, patched and gone. Mirrors with old reflections, removed and discarded, ghosts, given their free passage...
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Sunday, August 2, 2009
[Needs a Title]
Soaring overhead can't get used to the lead dripping from your ears and hanging from your heels. Just want to find that place where something else makes sense, bleed the doubt, absorb self-confidence. But the aches in each breath remind you of death, and obligations to someone you once betrayed,...
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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Catching Plane
Checked baggage. Shoes in tub. Gate found. Time to spare. We roam the airport. I reach for your hand as if you were still three; you pull away and grimace; after all, you’re 11 years and 12 days. I choose People over Us, Reese’s over Snickers. Glance at you, looking at caps, When was it, exactly...
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Thursday, July 16, 2009
Just Like Emily
Dead when I’m discovered too late to know me then, if not for these thoughts that kept falling from my head and landing on a pen. Mistaken mostly in my time misunderstood when given no rhyme, haunted by the what ifs and whys of something buzzing as I die. Eccentric at best Old maid at worst rolling...
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