Snow in April March I know there’s three more days of March but my mind is in April, and my stomach is in Tuscany, and my spine is in bed, and my legs are knee deep in Lake Huron in July. I know the earth is spinning and that Mother Nature is getting dizzy and… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 28
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POEM A DAY – March 4
*Gentle Warning:There is an expletive in this poem. Its contents describe a panic attack. panikattack in Ikea. my body undoing in the doing of buying, in the doing of being daughter-side, too many people, too many things, too much ‘this is how to live in spaces with things’, the lights daggering, my eyes double-visioning, lost… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 4
POEM A DAY – February 26
Writing The Novel, Year Three You realize that all the characters in the novel you’ve been writing are parts of You. You realize that healing is spectral magic sifting through the fractures you’ve suffered into as you breathe, breathe, breathe through this living we mash up with the hammers of time. You realize the air… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 26