Hasty Propositions (Nonduplicity)

Crack me open and look inside. I give you permission. But do it quick, please, before I change my mind. Don’t say you’ll wait for me – that I can do it when I’m ready. For who could ever break a bone, still attached, when it well protects all the soft and tender flesh from […]

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an artist is born.

The artist finds her voice in creating. So I will create. I don’t know what my “point-of-view” is yet. I’ve tried to blend in for a long time. Point-of-view is dangerous when you’re trying to blend in. But no more. The artist finds her voice in creating, and so I will create. And also, I […]

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January

The thunder and the breeze mix with the smell of someone barbecuing a couple of houses over and my eyes begin to sting a little. The sky is groaning, turning an angrier and angrier gray, with a little patch of blue peeking out in the distance. It looks like a summer thunderstorm. My favorite. At […]

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dec. 2, ’17

the day is cool and clear, mostly all sun with a little bit of rain as you drive through some spots of town. the breeze blows kind and eager, pushing the tattered flag back and forth back and forth. it’s a strange side of town to see the striped flag flying old and beat in […]

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hazy shade of winter – thoughts from september

and so the weather has cooled down a bit. whether it will last or not, no one can say. this is texas after all. speaking of the weather… these last few couple of weeks have made me wonder about my move-to-portland dream… i think we’ve had maybe four gloomy days in two weeks down here, […]

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when you forget who you are, tell your story.

there is nothing like the centering power of telling your story. are you feeling hazy? disoriented? uncomfortable and disconnected? it’s not the end-all-be-all… but it helps: tell your story. and i don’t mean just writing it out. that helps, too, of course. writing always helps. but there’s power in┬ástaring another human in the face (or […]

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