Cry me a River

When rest has unfamiliar names, And coping skills of olden days Our smaller-selves compete to reign. Her’clean attempts to ascertain Control leap, unfettered, through the brain. Best plans of mice or men mislaid, For the flood oft thought disdained Taken over and reframed In words of weakness and of shame. Truth obscured though still the... Continue Reading →

Honest Farts

Early in the honeymoon phase of mine and my husband’s ten-year relationship, I had drifted into sleep while he quietly finished his book. Somewhere in the moments of early sleep and deep body relaxation, I let one rip. I have never in my life farted so loudly I woke myself up, but that night I... Continue Reading →

New Discoveries

Why aren't scientist rushing to Gabriel Brothers to study the mysterious black hole that must exist somewhere behind its deceptive doors? [Gabes]: "Want some unbelievable rewards?" [me]:  I do need a birthday gift.... [Gabes]: "Why not step inside?" [me]: *shrugs* Two hours later, the doors swing shut behind me.  I have to squint to avoid... Continue Reading →

Clean Cupboards, Grimy Minds

I used to love to hate to clean. Then I loved to clean. Then I hated to clean. Then I loved it again. Some of this could have to do with a pregnancy and nesting cycle in there, but mostly it has to do with my need for purposeful tasks.  Throughout the course of my... Continue Reading →

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