The ottoman sits, four legged, brown bodied with flowers sewn in pink and gold, green leaves trailing off the edges. I’ve seen it every day, this quarantine. Next to it, the refrigerator stands silver, tall, certain — more spacious than we could have bet on for a three bedroom in Brooklyn — humanized withContinue reading “The Kitchen”
Category Archives: thanks
Writing
For every poem I write, every line who has sacrificed their being for my meaning… I am full of gratitude. March 10, 2018
Hello
my darling, sleeping in this bed, waiting until there’s only now and no tomorrow; each cell a masterpiece of sound and I celebrate the beauty that has come into my life. Slowly, sun lifts from eyebrow to eyebrow, yawns across the sky and grants us a grin– now tell me again of this thingContinue reading “Hello”
Today
Today is today. Today is a good day. Today is a day– so be glad! June 8, 2017
Family
Family is the origin of my love I am who I am but I must stop and thank them, first. November 26, 2014 much love on this Thanksgiving ❤