I am Not

I am Not

If it isn’t mine I am not taking it Even when they want me to I am not Told me to ‘fit in’ And tried to make me, what? Something less in the face of I am not Late bloomers, rise up Bw happy to fly now You aren’t alone! I am not My burnt sienna...
A Conversation with pain

A Conversation with pain

Thornton Sully, CEO of A Word With You Press, saw me at one of his writer’s group dinners, and became my friend and mentor, even to the point of prophetically telling me that my husband was “just around the corner.” Now that’s a tale for...
From a Previous Harvest

From a Previous Harvest

This felt like it needed to come back out and play. Friday’s Poem 11.15.13 Our cocoons are Opening up Lots of things Gifts Losses Changes Like wings unfurling Strengthened through pressure Slow cracks Bits of light and air Filtering through mucus Change is wet...
Black Mermaids, Fae, and Less Apology

Black Mermaids, Fae, and Less Apology

On the fence of first times, I find a new song about a Black Mermaid’s rarity So, I looked up the songwriter, only to find her ‘Black mermaidery’ symbolic She says she “will teach you how to love…,” and she will “wait for you...