Reentry: A Love Poem

Last night I attended a poetry workshop on writing love poems– it’s focus was on writing love poems that aren’t grandiose, sappy, saccharine, etc. It was a fun conversation with some fellow women whose wordsmithing impressed and inspired me. I imagine I’ll keep playing with the piece I started during the workshop, but for now,…

Explaining Your Religion in Triage

These days, I typically only get asked about my religious beliefs when I’m at my yearly physical, or in triage at the hospital. Which is to say, it’s not super common. Still, I always chuckle to myself when they ask. Is it in case I die here today? So they’ll know which type of spiritual…

Must Be Nice

I watched a video the other day of a kangaroo, and the baby she had just given birth to. It looked like science fiction, or a cartoon plot imagined and developed by a first-grader. This massive kangaroo with her shoulder muscles bulging, her tail dense and capable of destruction. Legs for days. This kangaroo gave…

How It Feels

The man who reads the skies says today will feel like 105—never mind the thermometers,conspiring and lying at 96. Who decides what it will feel likeand what kind of scale do they use?Is there a finger licked andthrust up into the windor do they poll sweaty people melting down the city streets? Is there a…

In the Blink of an Eye

I don’t want anotherI just want youAll over again I’ve never felt such longingFor a past lifeGone so soon They say, In the blink of an eyeSo I cover mine–No luck Except the Unbelievable luckOf beingYour mom