Tiny steps

Yesterday, you reached out for my hand,Without even looking,Sure that I would be there. And for the first time,Instead of stepping forward to reassure you,I took the tiniest of steps away. Your hand reached out,But beneath it was air,I waited, and watched, just out of reach. You stood on the end of the playground slide,Where […]

Looking backwards

Today, I was going back through old emails to check for any stray receipts as part of the process of preparing my US taxes. My inbox currently has 5,568 unread emails in it. When I worked in office jobs I was able to maintain inbox zero. But in my personal life, my inbox doubles as […]

Visibly pregnant

I belong to a Facebook group of ‘Mothers Who Make’, and someone shared this inspiring post from Paloma Faith: 𝖨𝗍 π—‚π—Œ 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾 π—‰π—…π–Ύπ–Ίπ—Œπ—Žπ—‹π–Ύ 𝖨 π–Ίπ—‡π—‡π—ˆπ—Žπ—‡π–Όπ–Ύ 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗍. 𝖨 𝖺𝗆 π—€π—ˆπ—‚π—‡π—€ π—π—ˆ 𝖻𝖾 π—‹π–Ύπ—…π–Ύπ–Ίπ—Œπ—‚π—‡π—€ 𝗇𝖾𝗐 π—†π—Žπ—Œπ—‚π–Ό 𝖺𝗍 π—π—π—‚π—Œ 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 π—π—ˆ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 π–»π—ˆπ–½π—’ π–Ίπ—Œ 𝗂𝗍 π–Όπ—π–Ίπ—‡π—€π–Ύπ—Œ π–»π–Ύπ–Ώπ—ˆπ—‹π–Ύ 𝖺𝗅𝗅 π—ˆπ—Žπ—‹ π–Ύπ—’π–Ύπ—Œ! […]

How do we heal?

How do we heal? When we are torn,We know that invisible forcesWork to put us back together again. We look at the changesAnd think it is just the magic of time,When really, a million microscopic momentsAnd tiny actions have come togetherTo create a web that holds our bodies together,To repair what has been broken,To restore […]

Blackberries

I was too prickly, too wild,Too thorny, too demanding,Too aggressive,Too unruly,Too chaotic,Too big. Maybe if I hadn’t grown quite so high,Or foolishly trailed my branches down to the ground,Maybe if I had stayed exactly at eye-levelIn easy reach… Maybe if I had smoothed away my sharpness,Pared back my leaves,Plumped my juicy fruit,Or curled appealingly into […]

Odds and ends 5

America’s Most Widely Misread Literary Work by The Atlantic ‘Robert Frost’s poem β€œThe Road Not Taken” is often interpreted as an anthem of individualism and nonconformity, seemingly encouraging readers to take the road less traveled… But as Frost liked to warn his listeners, β€œYou have to be careful of that one; it’s a tricky poemβ€”very tricky.” […]

Lest we forget that we are animals

Lest we forget that we are animalsI run my fingers through your silky furI feel the heat from where our bodies touchAnd nestle close to hear your rumbling purr Our lives are bound by rules and promisesBy forms and customs, cunningly designedWe follow patterns hidden to our eyesAnd seek our own path, carefully divined But […]