This is the in-between time

We rest We eat We play

We traverse the space between what has been and

what is to come

We sweep it clean as we go so it will be ready for us again when we return

#bookofseasons #bookofpoems

In the past I was made of chaos and darkness Held together by stories that were not my own

Until I found the words That spoke me into being

For years I searched, for what made me

Along the way I collected all the detritus bits and bobs garbage and treasure that makes people And when I finally became I found I was already full of humanity

#becoming #bookofpoems

November 13, 2019

My father has died. How do we mourn when there is no grief?

#bookofstories

Mom visited last week for Halloween. She said back home the deer now are birthing 4 months out of the year. It's supposed to be just 2 weeks. Young does born in the late summer are going into heat too young and having their babies too early. The babies are too small, so they abandon them. Squirrels, raccoons, birds, they are all having more babies every year it gets warmer. Except the bobwhite.

There are no more bobwhites in Missouri, and no one knows why.

#bookofstories

A stone in my heart cracked open into me

#becoming #bookofpoems

Words bloom in my heart and rise up to wilt on my tongue frightfully I cough out petals into the space between us

#becoming #bookofpoems

Milk is an important part of a balanced breakfast yes, I would like a glass to look at

#bookofpoems #twoyearsold #parenting

This sandwich is leaking peanut butter my life is ruined

#bookofpoems #parenting #twoyearsold

this cupcake is so tasty so messy crying, i eat it

#bookofpoems #parenting #twoyearsold

All of space a container Waiting to be filled With a falling object

#tenmonthsold #bookofpoems #parenting