me, about to turn up for new year’s eve: what is it? knee, twinging with petulance: nothing. me: we not doing that anymore. you have my attention, what do you […]
Month: December 2015
holiday tidbits (radical musings on Xmas)
Uncle Jody, on the phone, to my 5 year old nibbling Siobhan: So, have you been naughty, or nice? Siobhan: Honestly, a little bit of both. Word. Welcome to the […]
the children (solstice poem)
the children run up the stairs and i realize how old i have become one choice at a time in the places i come together and where i am forever […]
9 lessons from my wayward child
9 months ago today, I became pregnant. Pregnant in spite of plan b, nonchalance, magic and my non-pregnancy-inclusive plans. I had no idea. I didn’t feel anything particular, didn’t notice […]
golden ages apocalyptic offer
The golden age of climate change is in effect. It’s sweater weather, at most, in the ice tundra states of North America. It’s mid December. It’s gray…and balmy. In many […]
I know enough
I know enough About the night sky To sometimes say There is Cassiopeia There are the Pleiades There is Orion’s long sword So I am home Only As I get […]