“She is so strong,” The echo came From one nurse to Next, always the same. From long blood and Lines of strength she Came. Bringing the flood And a spirit so free. My beauty, my girl, My Arrie-Marie
Surgery Song
Lost and Found
“Oh hey there.” I felt myself say.Smiling in recognition,Sighing in relief.I found Joy on the steps to Swami’s,Never knowing I had let Her go.
Recovery Boys, Recovered Girl
It has been 6 days since I watched Netflix’s new release, Recovery Boys, yet I am still haunted and encouraged, sad and grateful. The year of my life spent in that home and on those grounds was truly definitive in my development, and transformative of my understanding of life, loss, and love. “New and Marvelous... Continue Reading →
Triskel
Unfurling fanfare, The piper amid three pines Heralds, Heart-racing, Heady and free.
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 →
Heart On Her Sleeve Publications 