Gurl, Don’t be an Assh*le

Last week I was traveling with my toddler on the last leg of our long journey. She was exhausted and had not seen her father in eight days. The last time she and I flew, she could sit on my lap. Now, two and half years old and screaming bloody murder, she had to sit... Continue Reading →

Love Is A Politely Screaming Child

A woman (in a stunning art deco rain coat that my grandmother would have attempted to purchase from her on the spot) gave Arden and I her cart at Aldi today. "On me." she said. "what a polite little girl." Yes it was only 25 cents, but three steps later, when Arden melted-down over having to... Continue Reading →

I didn’t have a choice.

  Yesterday was my first day back to work. After having a baby 16 weeks ago today,I am one of the fortunate ones to just be going back now. While working, I ran into a young teacher and mother who had recently substituted in my old position for an extended period. In a quick conversation... Continue Reading →

The Depot

Intersecting dreams Bulging seams Baggage of yesterday Last month Last year…. When we started packing, It is never clear. But in they went, The Harsh words hurled, The Dreams deferred, The Masks The armor The weight your bare. Bags bulging Hopes high Brining every piece of our disguise False laughter Fearful joy The baggage of... Continue Reading →

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