reframing femininity
Orion will teach me the answers to questions I ask through chattering teeth. Diffused along the smoky veil of my condensed breath, diluted among the ragged inhale of subsiding sobs. Barefoot under the thin shadow of a moonlit dogwood tree I endure the sharp winter air. My small body squatted, legs tucked inside my pound…
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It’s freezing here- No it’s actually too hot. I tried to like it And YOU Failed Me By placing me In a desert With invisible walls.
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No. A simple word, Two letters. A determiner. An exclamation. An adverb. The absence of something. We start by saying “no” to the things that we don’t want, even if we don’t know what we do want.
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Below are a couple of poems about ways we self-protect and “pull” people to feel a certain way about us. I have done these, felt these and seen them play out around me. I hope reading about them sheds light on our relationships in a way that acts as a window to let grace in…
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She shows up without invitation. She sings riddles of other’s rejection. She wears a smile of rage. She reminds of past failures.
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Of half-formed thoughts, of coitus interruptus, It’s heading to the living room and then being called to the kitchen It’s constantly having other’s wants and needs privileged over yours. Don’t read into this though. I am not complaining
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“I killed my brother! I killed my brother!” I scream as I run into the street after the ambulance. “No, honey, you did not kill your brother,” my kind neighbor, Lois, pulls me close her voice purring into my numb unhearing ears. “He’ll be okay. It was an accident…an accident.” So many times I’ve been…
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I belong to the Midwest plains California, North Dakota porch swings on hot nights playing basketball with my brother, my dad, not my mother in the moonlight is where I am home.
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I usually want to look away, but this time, I can’t. The lights are on and my alibis are nowhere to be found.
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As I sit in stillness in the sweet little oasis that I call my backyard, I am filled with joy to share the stirrings of my tender, grateful heart. Being outside in God’s creation has a magical way of calling forth the deepest parts of my being. It’s as if I truly come alive. It’s…
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