Sand In My Teeth - A Poem

Sand in my Teeth The slightest specs of sand Ground down From seashells From coral From sea rocks From boulders Fly off her towel that...

Loose Threads - A Poem

Loose Ends- A Poem A heavy blanket spreads out on this bed that I made with you. I lay in this bed picking at threads. I watch them...

Thank you, Andrea Gibson

Nobody really needs to hear what a shit-show of a year it's been. And yet, now, while it continues to swirl around me, I've become...

The Day After

We have a new government today. On November 3rd, 2020 Joseph Biden and Kamala Harris won the popular vote by more than 7 million votes,...

Journaling, April 2020

In early days, in March, his wife was sick. He’s smart, he’d be safe. But he wasn’t. She recovered; he died. It didn’t feel real. My...

My Mistake...

My Dad died 23yrs ago. It’ll be 23yrs on August 27. For a moment I thought the anniversary was yesterday and somehow, the day had passed...

Grief in Slow Motion

I have been articulating, in bits and pieces, over the last several weeks the anger and frustration I have felt as we move through the...

Nineteen Days In

Nineteen days in the only out wet windows smeared with fear hungry friendly folk with burning fevers peeking in Outside means don a...

Half the Sky

I was recently asked why do you always look angry? If you think this is an angry picture, you don’t want to see me mad (and, in my...

Even Gray is a Color

On black frigid dirty snow with the low, just on the 'half-way 'mark to being heavy' clouds that hide the sun from itself protect itself...

just Sunday

it's just timing for a short drive and shorter lines it's just breakfast and toe work and tile work it's just four eggs boiling for a...

I'm Alive

This past week has been tough. Taz, my dog, developed the blahs late Sunday afternoon. He wasn’t sick, just blah, lying about, not...

Being a Woman in the Real World

Dear James Walters (and other smarmy men like him), I know so many men with good hearts and generous minds. But as Donny Osmond said, so...

CB's Birthday Poem

On this frigid morning, I dreamt about you Hot juice made an attempt to sling you up Burnt, bitter tastes lingered on your tongue So you...

Lee-Jackson Day (revisited from 2007)

Yesterday started as any normal day; my daughter Jaime and I took the boys to school, as always. My grandson Ryan, ten, goes all day and...

Out in the Country

We have a stand of trees on the west side of the house. For years, a turkey has lived there. She has her babies; they make turkey noises...

Team Earth

Writing for the “general public” becomes more difficult. The world is pressing in, from all directions. The world is going to hell, and...

The adventure of beauty

According to the calendar, it’s a new year. I have trouble getting on board with that – who plans a beginning in the dead of winter? It’s...

Impeachment, a primer

The definition of impeachment is not the president is now out of office. According to the Oxford English Dictionary: 1. Call into...

Point. Click. Done (final part, Misc.)

Globein: A unique box, filled with handcrafted goodies. It markets itself as a “fair trade” company, which is a good thing. The box is...