Self Portrait Tuesday: Reflective Surface # 3

I posted a different spt last night, but this morning, fickle as I am, I liked this one better. The artist in me is somehow unused to the fixed dynamic of a photo. I want to keep coming back and changing things, like I can with a brush. When I woke up this morning, the [...]

Nourishment

I make a promise: two poems every day. One for eating, the words from the pages of a book like the pomegranate fruit: fire inside a leathery skin. And one for pouring out from the parched place in me: (that waits for perfect sentence, the witty one, the just-so observation, the clean narration, but needs [...]

Mischief

It seemed a little too quiet. I was in the dining room (which serves double duty as my office) and Bean was in the living room—within earshot, but just out of sight. For five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes, only silence. An occasional grunt or rustle let me know he was still alive—but there were [...]

A list of beautiful things

…that have caught my eye or gave me reason to pause: This necklace. This photo. The chai tea from this place. (I also love the fact that on the wall by the counter hangs a hammer. Below it is a note that reads, In case of emergency, smash anything.) This found art. This church. This [...]

10 Months

Dear Bean, You are starting to have a will of your own and it is amazing to watch you attempt to express yourself—your joy, your contentment, your frustration. You’ve started showing both compassion towards others and determination to do things your own way. You love to share now. You also love to go where you [...]