Really annoying strange stuff is happening in blogland
I don’t get it. My blog has disappeared several times ENTIRELY in the past twenty-four hours. WTF?
Where the edges became frayed
I’ve been shy here, lately. Perhaps dodging myself a bit. Not really sure how to pick up where I’ve left off—I’ve been so sporadic with posting lately—yet I really am missing the regularity of sharing moments and comments. I’ve been fragile this winter. For the first time since November I felt like I could breathe [...]
In the spaces between
The roads have turned to mud now: layers of ice-hard earth thawing to slush, sticky and trampled. The yellow evening light is speckled with the flutterng wings of bugs, newly hatched, air eddying around their tiny exoskeletons. We go for a run, just the two of us, conversation filling in the spaces between hard breathing [...]
Hieroglyphs of a turbulent heart
Every guy I have ever dated has been the same in one way: they have all been inclined to read my journals. Fools, all of them, for flipping through the blurry pages of my inconsistent heart. One day I’m only able to see the sun. Everything is bright: my future, the mangos split into perfect [...]
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I am a multimedia storyteller, digital strategist, idea starter, stalker of wonder, finder of four leaf clovers, MFA graduate student, and mama of boys. My first book,
will be published by SKIRT! Books in September, 2012.
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