when i was eleven years old my mother had to measure me for a dress. i don’t remember what the dress was for, though i’m sure it had something to do with church, but i do remember her gaping at the numbers. 36. 24. 36. she looked me and said, ‘wanda you’re a brick house.’…
Category: Post-a-Day
teenagers…i think i learn more than i teach
i work with a young woman who has quite literally been chasing the ‘love of her life’ for months. it’s heartbreaking watching her leap over fences and crawl through valleys for stolen moments and misguided intentions. the object of her affection has been illusive and flighty. in some cases stringing her alone while in others…
In His Stride
He is confidant Assured He knows his Place in this World Center no question I want … And it is Watching him walk Away pulls at my heart I know that one day This confidence will lead Him to worlds Previously unknown I stand in awe Fascinated and envious How can I be afraid in…
Trust to Faith as Rain to the Rainbow
As much as we want to make trust about what has been done to for about and by us…as much as we would like to redirect the responsibility onto others and wait in shadows for them to prove our theories of the world as safe versus the world as not safe…I contend that trust and…
I’ve always been more comfortable with revolutions than revelations
There are places here Hard places Tough spaces that Hold you down Make it hard to fly And will sink you Quick If you try to swim Hard places Rough spaces That pull at an Artist heart Slight hands Surprise Touch me’ here Warm me’ there Evening out these Rough places Melting down These hard…
I use to play bass clarinet
I use to play the bass clarinet It didn’t matter that I was the only chair Because I was first chair And I carried the tempo for An entire band That bass was bigger than me’ And when I blew into it It took all my breath from the Very center of me’ to make…
where romance meets commitment
i have a tendency to treat my jobs like lovers in the beginning i am so mad about them so committed i leave favored books on the coffee table and call just to see how everything is going i miss them when i am away and make sure that they have all my emergency numbers…
Besides being a Mom, what do you do?
I get asked this a lot I think people feel sorry for me Living this singular life The one apparently left behind I’ve spent a lot of time and quite a few dollars trying to answer it Believing that somehow my life must be lacking Why else would I be so invested in Yo Gabba…
freedom’s manifesto
when i grow up i want to be whole when i grow up i want to dip my toe in the water then decide poolside or bellyflop when i grow up i want to count stars instead of calories when i grow up i want to whistle work at play lean into the wind and sail…
free. woman. standing.
When I was 25 I took on a mantra that at the time I thought would heal me, everywhere I went I posted it: fear, it is the only enemy with love I will defeat it I even considered getting a tattoo of it. 12 months ago I admitted to myself after committing to…
fearfree living 