Building my legacy
Eventually, I will die… even though I don’t want to.
The Conditional Logic of Poverty
True peace is not anchored to physical objects, achievement, or other people. It comes from within.
Nothing is never enough.
Something is always enough.
Facing my fears 12 Criticism,38 Saying I’m a writer and 40 That my voice doesn’t matter
“I simply don’t think this is very believable. I don’t think that you, or the voice in this poem is going to think about picking raspberries with her grandmother while she is being raped. This doesn’t ring true to me at all, and I can tell...
I love Jesus, but I hate Christmas
I’ve been trying to figure out what triggered it. I remember looking forward to Christmas as a child. But now, I love Jesus, but I hate Christmas. I don’t know if it was years of working holidays in retail managing stores for Starbucks. I worked twice...
When was the last time you wrote a letter?
My friends and I passed notes to each other in middle school. Intricately folded papers where we poured our feelings out to one another about boys we had crushes on that didn’t know we existed. We analyzed looks they gave us. We dissected remarks they made. ...
My 20 year Reunion was Epic
I hesitated before typing the word on Facebook to describe my 20 year high school reunion. I said, “It was epic”. As expected, another former classmate, who lives out of state, and was unable to attend the reunion called me on it. “Define...The Aqua Blue Sequin Dress
I love the shimmer of sequins and all the flashiness they encompass, but I’m not a sequin person… even though I wish I were.