Impermanence | poetry

A squirrel ran across the path as she walked deeper into the grove. A bird in the canopy above uttered a sad lamentation. Her face was shaded from the sun as she made… Continue reading →

All in Good Time | poetry

The face of my watch mocks me. I try to run – a dream of heaviness and impossible slopes – yet Its hands chase me still as I reach for things that are… Continue reading →

Thank You, Jane

Today was my mother-in-law’s funeral. She was my husband’s step-mother, but the only mother-in-law I’ve known. Jane had a stroke last year, and never recovered, as she had complications, which came on suddenly… Continue reading →