Sometimes it takes little more than returning to the Earth. Than laying our blanched bodies before the springtime sun and allowing it to work its way into the knots of our corrupted skin. Sometimes it merely takes reminding, that somewhere in the world vines wind their way up fields with fealty. Somewhere in the world, the greatest passions of our lives lay dormant in pockets. … Continue reading I think you might be

As January took its leave of us, February promised good fortune. So much of the world was fresh, even aside from the nascency of a new year. It felt open for the taking, absolutely ripe for the picking. I was sure that February was the month in which so much that was burgeoning would truly begin. But February brought rains and then the rains gave … Continue reading The blizzard

If there is one thing I know to be true, it’s that there are multiple truths. That fortune favors the bold and still good things come to those who wait. If there is one thing I’ve learned to be an absolute, it’s that there is not one prescribed way to live successfully. It’s a delicate measure of many potent things, adjusted and cared for everyday. … Continue reading The sport and scourge of life

It’s little things. Mornings that arrive warm and still. Hours that pass like air through a breezeway instead of like an ocean through a bottleneck. The corners of lips as they flicker. New words. Old words repurposed. It’s not a sudden change, you only know you’ve left once you’ve arrived. In much the same way that spring overpowers winter, suddenly everything is different. The world … Continue reading Beyond the veil

It could be easy for me to let my grip slip. To fall effortlessly away from what chains me. My grasping fingers grow weary, my dangling heart eclipsed by trepidation. It would be so much simpler to forfeit now. But hope is here, and it has become the single tentative thread that keeps me attached to my turnkey. Hope binds me endlessly to all of … Continue reading a most potent cordial

So many things I could do. I could buy a villa in Umbria. I could leave it all behind. I could enjoy the whimsy of my life without an underlying fear. But I know better. So many things I could say. I could let the wonderful things inside me billow around you like chiffon in the wind. I could tell you that you’re wrong about … Continue reading I know better

Loving is the most worthwhile thing we can do. We aren’t brought into being to win prizes or earn titles or accrue money. But we do come into the world with an innate sense of loving. We seek bonds with everyone around us; our kin, our friends, our lovers. We deepen them, nourish them, we mourn them when they go. It’s the only thing in … Continue reading The most human

The sun brought a friend today. Its calescent fingertips dance with a hawkish breeze. They take turns kissing the tops of my shoulders like jealous lovers. The freckles on my arms rising with the hair. I feel like a small finch being held between two juxtaposing hands. All at once disagreeable and divine. And I think of you.  I smile as the gale hurries along … Continue reading on the eve of the equinox

I woke with the sunTo find a rose on a neighbor’s windshieldAnd it was still there as the skies greyed. Someone thought someone was the oneBut as the day steeledThere the rose laid.  And when I glanced across the roomThe rose was propped against a tree. Unrequited was the bloomA tender offering from thee. Continue reading Tender offerings

A brief pause from my ornately worded overthinking to herald some good news: my debut book, a collection of poetry and prose, was published today. Fool’s Gold is now available in paperback and for Kindle. You can find her here. I love the word ‘fool’. It’s so often used as an insult, a disparagement. But I think there’s something whimsically wonderful about being a fool. … Continue reading Fool’s Gold