I am not going to fight. I am going to vastly improve my argument (and it's pretty damned good already). I am not going to point out the obvious (at least not obviously), and I am not going to name-call. What I AM going to do is be there. Be present, and supportive, and listen … Continue reading Rabbit Mother, Tiger Daughter. [Journal entry 6.9.14]
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Once, When the Tide Was Low. [Personal essay.]
Full disclosure: I've been there. on the serrated edge of the coin one side stay the other, go. Several of you have, too. Whatever Divinity changed our course steadied us to remain, I am, now, grateful for it (though was angry and frustrated, then.) On the bathroom floor (it's almost always there, isn't it? Those … Continue reading Once, When the Tide Was Low. [Personal essay.]
Date Damsel. (Prosery)
January, the transitional girlfriend of the calendar. Not like the other months. Her personality a mix of closing a door and lighting a bonfire; bittersweet memory and new imaginings. You meet her and instantly you're comfortable--she's a bit of extended December. She is the palate cleanser, the slate-cleaner she looks the other way and has … Continue reading Date Damsel. (Prosery)
Instruction Manual. [14 Dec., 2012]
I believe in signs. The kind you ask for when you're lost. The kind of signs that often appear from praying aloud (or begging), "Could you please send me a sign?" And they do appear - on their own schedule when you least expect to see them. Yesterday, after work, I came home to a … Continue reading Instruction Manual. [14 Dec., 2012]
