Blinds In my dream this morning in the four o’clock stomach: a toddler, blonde haired, blue-eyed, wore a dress with a hem with a frothy white circumference, in a house filled with rooms half-furnished, blinds mostly closed, and the one I tried to open wanted to fight, the pull strings and the long plastic twisty… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 26
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POEM A DAY – January 15
Thursday thriced. We are smack-dab in the centre of this dreary, daring month. Last night, I got a visit...I hope you get a visit too! The Part That Says I’m Effing Incredible She comes at me ecstatic (oh yes, she’s a woman:big-boned, mountain-backed, top lip thin and lightly mustached)screaming curses, a chorus of accolades swarmed… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 15
The Working Writer
September always falls into my lap like a bunch of orange leaves. This year is no exception. We've all been feeling the speed at which life is going this year. I call it #ballsfast. (You can start a world phenomenon with the hashtag. Go ahead.) While the summer did go by #ballsfast each day felt… Continue reading The Working Writer
VANESSA SHIELDS 