Let America Be America Again

A young man born in Joplin, Missouri in 1902, inspired by the blues and his own experience, wrote the poem “Let America Be America Again.” Today, we hear men and women, young and old, yelling at us about what America should be. They tell us to Make America Great Again. Make America Smart Again. MakeContinue reading “Let America Be America Again”

Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.

There she is. . . The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much. There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of theContinue reading “Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.”

Times They Are A Changin’

I have been listening to a lot of Bob Dylan lately. It began with the award of his Nobel Prize in Literature. I have always loved Bob Dylan for his words. That he makes them into music only makes it better for me. I have always considered him one of my favorite poets so i was confused byContinue reading “Times They Are A Changin’”

Dear Future Daughter

“If I have a daughter one day, I hope she is a million other things Before beautiful. I hope when her feet Hit the ground in the morning, The earth vibrates Announcing her presence. I hope she treats others With dignity and respect. I hope they treat her the same. I hope she refuses toContinue reading “Dear Future Daughter”

Ten Things I Learned in 2015

  1. You can give yourself away entirely and still be yourself entirely. 2. Women have infinite strength and patience. 3. Hormones play a brilliant and sadistic role in the function of human females, and test the strength and patience of their partners. 4. No matter how destroyed your body feels or looks, it can restore itself.Continue reading “Ten Things I Learned in 2015”

Oh, Baby: From Boobs to Breast Feeding

I was a late bloomer. Still all eyes and ears and braces well into eighth grade. By the time I got to high school I’d at least lost the metal mouth, but my chest size and height had yet to catch up. It took the rest of those four years for me to grow intoContinue reading “Oh, Baby: From Boobs to Breast Feeding”

God Bless Us All

In Toni Morrison’s new book, God Bless the Child, she rips the rawness from humanity like roots from the ground and plants it on the page for you to explore. I recommend it, and the extremes of empathy that come with it. What I took from it primarily, was a practice that was carried out each SaturdayContinue reading “God Bless Us All”

My mother’s endless love. 

The love of my mother has no prejudice. The love of my mother is not blind.  The love of my mother has no bounds. The love of my mother is always kind.  The love of my mother never pauses.  The love of my mother simply searches,  for ways to make you feel better inside.  The love ofContinue reading “My mother’s endless love. “

Singleminded Aunt Ida

The sister stands to the side, she sighs. Four weeks to the day since her divorce was final. Six months since she walked out the door. Her sister’s engagement doesn’t make her miss her ex-husband, not a thing could induce such emotions, but it does make her feel her aloneness. There is a thing inContinue reading “Singleminded Aunt Ida”

Native

Across the sand Bare feet deep breath dive in calm, clear, teal farther and farther lungs scream tiny schools mermaid hair soft sand reflections waves tepid Atlantic wraps around skin hearts aglow loyal sunshine foggy brain molecules cling his presence lingers dive deep

Like A Hero

Have you ever wanted to punch someone? Not in that – the person talking too loudly on their cell phone next to you in an otherwise quiet, slow moving-line deserves a quick back hand to the mouth – kind of way. I mean, for reasons that are clearly written in the code of human decency,Continue reading “Like A Hero”

A Hitchhikers Guide to Finding A Greyhound

Do you remember when Jay-Z and Beyonce got married? I do. I was standing in a gas station somewhere on the border of Montana and Idaho waiting for a shift change to be carried out. On a Greyhound bus, I’d just learned, each passenger must disembark before the drivers change places at a different location.Continue reading “A Hitchhikers Guide to Finding A Greyhound”

Let’s Get Something Straight

The term “feminist.” It does not mean I don’t want a boy or girl to open doors for me. Please hold my hand. And walk me home. It does not mean I won’t do the dishes and the laundry and vacuum. And feed us. Every week. Which is why You should too, occasionally or always. ItContinue reading “Let’s Get Something Straight”

Ordinary Won’t Do

In what world is this Too pretty to kiss Too bold to relate Too pedantic about fate Too sure to question Too pure, this breath Too undying this passion Too soon this death Where mediocrity thrives, certainty dies Petulance cries and devotion tries For a stronger pull in this way or that The way strangersContinue reading “Ordinary Won’t Do”

Being naked.

“So,” says the darling person genuinely interested in my life, “what have you been up to?” “Well,” I start, looking to whatever person or book I happen to be in public with for support, “I just finished editing my novel.” And in that time, before they process how to answer this statement, I wonder: doContinue reading “Being naked.”

A Cunning Cunundrum

The smile she wears craftily masks the mess underneath. She glances around the room timidly, both needing to see him and desperate not to. She chats gracefully with her friends. Under her guise of tranquility he possesses every thought. She hates herself for it. There he is. She tastes yellow, putrid like bile and callousness.Continue reading “A Cunning Cunundrum”

The Gene Pool Lottery

#LikeAGirl  <– CLICK for Video   Genetics are dumb luck as far as I’m concerned. Throughout history, whether you were born into the working class or the aristocracy was your fate. These days, we live in a world where you can change your stars. That is, if you were born in a first world country, and you areContinue reading “The Gene Pool Lottery”

A Love Letter to My Generation

A caustic compliment From the curve of your lip Matches your cruel beauty Like satin ripped   The accidental truths Dropped off your tongue Are fallen angels slain They are your demons undone   There is dissonance in those eyes A freezing wind blows through your soul No matter how many matches I strike There’sContinue reading “A Love Letter to My Generation”