In the Seeking

I already know I must search out, cobble together, what I need. It’s not right here, so I have to find it. Does it become more valuable because I have to dig it from the ground? Wrench it from the Earth’s clutches? In the seeking, I learn what’s truly desired. Or is it now an […]

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Those Waiting To Break

Each mistake is a promise. A strike. Keeping them at bay. No way to allow yourself anything because you’ve created a shaft, a chute, a well, in which you can fall. No action underpinned with vows. No truth. Scaffolding and a beautiful facade. With so many pounding on the entrance; the hollow center shakes. Echoes. […]

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Middle of Things

        It’s safest for me to walk in the center of the road, far from either side as I can be. Keeping from what’s real. And imagined. Looming in, creating shadows. Silence, all at once golden and terrifying, grates at my ears.Its full weight pressing me to that white dashed line. Unbearable, like the heavy […]

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Halted

Several months ago, I stopped writing. I allowed attacks, accusations, and endless bombardment to stall me. To fill my head with worry that my words would be used against me during each encounter. My words. My words hurled as proof of my inadequacies. My lack of resilience. My failures. I’ve decided it’s no longer my […]

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And Yet

And yet, you choose to defend With blind eyes and closed ears Ignoring your Truth. Hope seeps through your fractured heart. Slowed evermore by Should, like Sand, those tiny glistening bits of quartz, clogging all sense Of self. Drawing a line between protecting and sacrificing, Your search is endless and meaningless. Blanketed by Ought, and […]

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Success in Writing

I’m very excited to share my article published this morning with A Fine Parent, parenting blog, focusing on becoming better versions of ourselves as parents. I’ve loved working with them and being a part of their mission.

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Sitting With The Sad Few

I spend a lot of time in parking lots not avoiding but really most likely avoiding I spend a lot of time in empty lots early in the morning save for the sad few that park and sit and wait wait for clarity wait for decision wait for answers vast empty spaces have no answers […]

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Not Quite Shards

Cracked pane, lightning splintering jagged edge to edge Not quite shards, Plates hold Balanced New space created One to many Delicate footing Held fast With hope and Sheer will Not quite shards, Rumbling trucks pass by Rattle the smallest piece Loose A glinting shower Of dreams All shards now And an empty Pane

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