Where the HEART is

HOME. I’ve been mulling over the whole notion of HOME as I watch my friends return to the rehabilitated homes. We have lived longer in this apartment than we lived…

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Thunder Thighs

Last night, a poem came to me in a dream. I woke up with the words lingering in my mind, demanding to be written.  I have not written in MONTHS…

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Mother’s Day Unspoken

Four years ago, on Mother’s Day of 2011, I spent the day shuffling between my bed and the bathroom as I miscarried my first child.  What I remember about that…

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