4 Little Blue Monsters, A Hallow’s Eve Poem
Oh curse the dawn, with itsblack skies and heat-seeking windswhen all else sleeps on this Hallow’s Eveand I stumble madly in the cold,hair wild and crushed beneath hat,heedless of…
Oh curse the dawn, with itsblack skies and heat-seeking windswhen all else sleeps on this Hallow’s Eveand I stumble madly in the cold,hair wild and crushed beneath hat,heedless of…
What heavy things weigh on my mind at 5:30 in the morning as I roll out of bed to take my newly minted freshman, O, to 6:00 a.m. swim…
Originally published October 19, 2011
…would not be enough, if you were to ask me at the moment. But that is just this very moment, when the sky is still…
Originally published October 1, 2011
Ever beautiful.
Not in the way that I ever thought I would be – not sandwiched between my mom and my daughter for a day of…