Yesterday at the farmer's market, I met a beautiful trans woman with a rose vine tattoo. She stopped to look at our soaps, and we complimented the estrogen tattoo on her arm. As we were talking about ink, and the stories that surround them, she showed us the roses on her back. "These roses represent … Continue reading A Vine of Ink Roses
Writing Challenge: Sept 5, 2018 Prompt: Write about the hands of someone you love. She’s always worn several rings, at least she has for as long as I can remember. There was her wedding band: small diamonds set in gold, and her child-rings featuring a gemstone representing each month one of us grandchildren were born. … Continue reading Grandma’s Hands
Writing Challenge: September 3, 2018 Prompt: Write something inspired by the line: "No, we're not twins". 10 months and 2 days- we had that line memorized from near infancy. Whenever my Mom would take us out we were inevitably asked if we were twins. This frequent question was likely exacerbated by my mother’s tendency to … Continue reading We’re Not Twins
This weekend was divided between frantic homework/errand catch-up, then binging anime while finishing off an entire bottle of wine. I found that anime-wine before bed has interesting results. DREAM: I am at Mom’s in Colorado. It might be a holiday- that’s usually the only time I’m out there. I’m sitting on the couch between my … Continue reading Anime and Wine Dream
It’s a long drive to mom’s. 10 hours over mountains and through valleys Over rivers and through woods. Hundreds of miles in December But, to mother’s house we went to Christmas. It’s been an unusually dry winter- Bad for our fire-hazardous, desert of a state- But good for travel. The first few hundred miles passed … Continue reading To Mother’s House We Go
*I may fall behind in posting the next few days due to finals. I will do my best, but I thank you for your patience* Writing Challenge: Dec 1, 2017 Prompt: write about something that happened by chance in a positive way My brother and I started a tradition our senior year of high school. … Continue reading Excursions
writing Challenge: Nov 24, 2017 Prompt: Write a poem or story that is told through someone's eyes When he was born his eyes were bright blue; by the age of two they had changed into an enchanting hazel. Always wide and full of wonder as a child, sparkling with mischief as an adolescent, and amusement … Continue reading Through His Eyes
My favorite Holiday is fast approaching- THANKSGIVING! In honor of this family-gathering Holiday I thought a little family-centered poem would be in order. A family tradition Of our own making- Grandpa’s stories told at each gathering Tales of misadventure: Of a child, Marine, father, and grandpa, Delight and entertain the growing clan. … Continue reading Grandpa’s Stories
I pull into the drive after a long day at work. I am tired and hungry. It is dark and silent. I turn the key in the ignition. I shut off the lights- But I don’t leave the car. I place both hands on the top of the wheel And rest my head upon … Continue reading If I Don’t Come Home In Time
Writing Challenge: July 24, 2017 Prompt: Write from the perspective of someone who has no money to buy food. *Personal note: this is based on my mother during a particularly difficult time in our lives. She worked hard, did all she could to make sure we never went hungry. I love you Mom.* I … Continue reading Hunger
Bringing Mae Flowers 