Don’t Romance me Motherhood

Breaking the scene Back to myself The character I play – devoted mother. A romance: Act 1 Newborn bliss – a baby after a bath, their perfect tummy and squishable body. Cut scene to pictures of me in a bathtub with a glass of wine- pretending to feel guilty for indulging in “me” time. Back to real life, bodily-fluid-stained clothes, messy buns, and pajamas I … Continue reading Don’t Romance me Motherhood

You’re Wrong

In lieu of the current state of affairs With Facebook opinions so generously shared I’m taking block that was mentally built From my childhood – I call it my “Catholic guilt” So whether you take a knee or you don’t, Wave the confederate flag or you won’t, Whether you speak it, or write it, or sing us a song Whether you’re wrong or you’re right … Continue reading You’re Wrong

The Old Abandoned Churches of New England

I see a church whose fiery fathers Lit the hearts of their congregation A space once filled with huddled Zealous hearts Masses Desperate For their Savior Week after Life-giving Week He was preached ……………………………………………………… Somewhere the lines were twisted Point of views in time and life Were shifted When traditions and those who held them Started dying Softened truths crept into hearts Fake prophesies, Lost prophets, … Continue reading The Old Abandoned Churches of New England


  Calm   Inhale the clouds Exhale the dust Count the stars on the back of your eyelids Calm Trace the outlines of your memories Dance among those precious, Vague shapes Smile Stretch and move your flexible spine Strong Remember the time You stood up in fear and trembling Armed with audacious Hope Put your hand on your hip – Still carrying the arrows you … Continue reading Calm