New Moon Child
I am smart, but ignorant of a few facts.
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Swimming with Anika
(Pronounced AH-nee-kah.) Water wings—check. Hat tied with a bow under the chin–check. Sunscreen applied—check. Toys–check. Two years old, she flips … Continue reading Swimming with Anika
Living with Alzheimer’s
Dad had a nickname for Mom, he called her Agent 99 which he used quite often. ( Agent 99 to … Continue reading Living with Alzheimer’s
Upside Down World
Upside Down World The world is upside down. And I must hold on The sky is shit brown As bold … Continue reading Upside Down World
I Salute You
From “Hawaiian Time” by Cornelia DeDona, published 2016 Your drive flew the distancerolled within inches of my feetas I preparedto … Continue reading I Salute You
Paradise Lost
A crack of thunder erupted from the detached three-car garage. Gina looked out from a distance as a dark red … Continue reading Paradise Lost
A Ravenous Routine- Reflecting Inside and Outside the Bog Or Survival of the Quickest
The locals knew that the Giant sleepwalked, that it often snarled, and balked while standing hip-deep in the bog. Where … Continue reading A Ravenous Routine- Reflecting Inside and Outside the Bog Or Survival of the Quickest
A Reckoning
Snatched from the mouth of hell I plunged straight into the void. And promptly got hung up. There was no … Continue reading A Reckoning
The Nature of The Contest
The woods have wormed their way into our circle. Far ahead of the crowd I spy the seedling between the … Continue reading The Nature of The Contest
The Dark Path Brightens
(Hiking Up and Over 3500 Feet-Wittenberg and Cornell, Two More Catskill High Peaks) It occurs to me That I require … Continue reading The Dark Path Brightens
Rock Rift Scramble
Some stay behind to wait as the lot of us leave behind bulky backpacks and walking sticks to scramble through … Continue reading Rock Rift Scramble
Make The Journey
Trekking, Cruising & Scrambling Towards Recovery Healing From Abuse Through Photography A Five Year Journey Thursday, November 8th @ … Continue reading Make The Journey
The A/C was O-U-T
Katya narrowed her eyes. This was not a minor inconvenience.This was a full-scale feline emergency. A cat, after all, was … Continue reading The A/C was O-U-T
Venice–October, 2012
By October of 2012, Gina had become a ghost wearing her own face. The woman who once filled rooms with … Continue reading Venice–October, 2012
Postcards
Arrive.BringingCare.DistanceEchoes.From elsewhere,Gathering light.HeldIn hand,JourneysKept.LightMemory.NotesOpeningPaths.Quietly,ReturningSummers. TimeUnfolds.VoicesWhisperXenia grace.YesterdayZealously remembered. Continue reading Postcards
Purple Umbrellas
Lift my spirit,purple umbrellas.Tiny pockets of twilightperched above white hydrangeas,keeping the sun from stealingtheir porcelain blush. In my sister’s nascent … Continue reading Purple Umbrellas
The Third Day
On the third daywe found a radiosleeping in the garage. It woketo soft music, and the silenceopened like dry earthmeeting … Continue reading The Third Day
Show ‘Em What You Got
Anthony had a job lined up before they had even left New York. Two years after they moved in together, … Continue reading Show ‘Em What You Got
I’ll Show You the World
He said, I’ll show you the world,and Gina—still soft with the faiththat good hearts recognize good heartsmistook a wolffor a man … Continue reading I’ll Show You the World
Purpose Driven
In the bicentennial year,when flags bloomed like bright weedsfrom porches, windows, courthouse lawns,Katya moved through the citylike a small question … Continue reading Purpose Driven
Blank
Face it, Ginayou are clueless,the perfect rubefor his brutality.And not much has changed. You tried to leave,but he kept pulling … Continue reading Blank
Crepuscular
Katya was naturally hardwired to be most active during the twilight hours of dawn and dusk. Tiki was not. Their … Continue reading Crepuscular
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