Tag Archives: love

Love in the Time of Parenting

We’re in it together through the stormy weather, and you know what else is true? It couldn’t be better! We’ll come to treasure these times we’re going through. Bonds of struggle and strife tend to last for life, and may … Continue reading

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The Towers of Ilium

Four braziers burn on towers high, each marking a corner. Yet no light emits from these brazen pits, their coals’ black heat just smolders. The cardinal flames have all waned to ash without their constant tending. It takes daily strains … Continue reading

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Surrender (#tbt)

I asked Nina Simone what it means to be free. “Words cannot do justice to the experience of freedom,” she said. She paused a moment, a hushed, contemplative silence, before saying “no fear… That’s freedom. That’s not all of it, … Continue reading

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Stardust

What makes a star a sun?How we relate to it must.Can there be more than one?We’re all made of star dust. What dulls our shine?Is it our fear and hate?We’re all of a kind.Can we steer our fate? Not like … Continue reading

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Round Squares

Everything turns, for better or worse, and around again. We see a horizon in the distance, a straight dividing line, yet somehow we return. Perception and experience misalign; two truths both wrong. What’s at the center of all these round … Continue reading

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Crossings, #tbt

“What will you promise each other?” I was wrestling with these feelings, this question. I typed a text that I didn’t send, which read “I promise I won’t abandon you. I promise I need you.” I was a woman standing … Continue reading

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Belle

Why can’t I spell beautiful? Try as I might, never sounds right; when the belle tolls, sour notes roll. Will it be e a you, teary eyes full, Who teaches me to sound it out? ——————————- A piece about our … Continue reading

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