I Miss the Sound of Your Tears, Laughter—Your Voice

The light blue Princess phone waits on the repainted bedside table surrounded by paperback novels, scraps of poems, and the peacock blue ballpoint pen. The remnants of the distant life of a quiet, teenage girl. The phone speaks . . . a ring so quiet you might not [...]

2025-08-09T08:05:53-05:00

Lists—Indispensable Tool or Ancient Productivity Albatross

Every morning, I make a list. Somewhere in my youth and childhood, this daily habit became a lifelong obsession. There is something oddly satisfying about checking off or crossing out a “to-do.” I listed homework to do. Lists of songs and books to read filled spiral-bound notebooks. Elaborate [...]

2025-08-02T11:37:54-05:00

Dust is coming—run for cover or watch in awe?

My answer to that question partially rests on my perspective and understanding of what dust is, where it comes from, and how it affects me. I encountered dust this week, some bad, annoying, and another dust full of potential for awe and wonder. I won’t dwell on the bad, [...]

2025-07-12T09:54:25-05:00

Sing Out Loud, Sing Out Strong . . . It’s Good For You!

I gripped the handle of the jump rope, unaware of anyone or anything around me. My stage, a wooden picnic table, my audience, the trees, swings, and sky. Song after song, I belted out the melodies from all my favorite yellow vinyl records. In those moments, I never [...]

2025-07-05T10:40:47-05:00

What is home? And all the ways we keep it close.

The task—bring back the witch’s broom. The small band would do anything to find a heart, some courage, a brain, and one longed to return home. I shrank into the sofa, keeping my eyes shut tight as the wicked witch crackled threats and winged monkeys swooped and shrieked [...]

2025-06-21T14:33:48-05:00
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