Today’s poem was inspired by finding an event in my calendar that apparently one year ago me decided to leave for future me. It was a heads up that the weather is probably changing which means my skin is probably pissed, or will be soon. It gave some love, reassurance, and reminders of how to…
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…
This winter has put me in a pretty foul mood. I’m not angry that it’s snowing in North Carolina, I’m not pissed that I now have to schedule makeup school days for my students because of snow days. I’m not even mad that every morning I have to run to my car in a slinky…
This weekend was exactly what I needed after my tear-filled Friday. I slept until almost 1pm on Saturday, ate BBQ, visited the in-laws, went hiking, did a family/maternity photo shoot, went wedding suit shopping with Isaac, and we booked our Honeymoon! Here are a few pictures from the over 400 that I took this weekend.
The Other Courtney 