Everyday Magic

We carry our magicin the cupped palms of our hands. The stream flows regardless. We carry our magicin our breathgently blowing awaycarelessly dropped comments. Barbs to wound arepicked out immaculatelyand promptly burned. We carry our magicin a kiss resting at thecorner of a mouthReady to heal what ails. We carry our magic.It is “always as…

Anticipation

In the springtime The avenue will bloom We shed our woollen dresses For still- cozy blue jackets That flap in the breeze As we ride along the bike path  Shortcut to the shops Pure happiness

The Pixie (Part Two)

She sat in the corner of the couch with her lips pursed and her slender arms crossed. Her wings were squashed against the cushions of the couch but she didn’t seem bothered, which was uncharacteristic of her because she is normally obsessively vain (even though she affects nonchalance). Now, though, she was trying to be…

The grief of TTC

Trying to conceive is a form of grief. In grief, there are no rules. Grief doesn’t care if you have been trying for one month or for ten years. She doesn’t care if you have four angel babies, or none. She doesn’t care if you already have a delightful human baby running around in the…

I am here

I am here, I’m always here. There is room for me here. I have capacity inside of myself; I contain multitudes. I don’t know if I will ever finish a book, let alone publish one. I am living in the crater of my own life, a hole caused by my own illness, my own actions…

White people, stand up! (content warning)

“I can’t breathe,” he said, with the boot of empire on his neck. And so the affront of blackness to white supremacy was once again apparently punishable by death In a country where the lives of some are at stake, and the souls of the powerful are under threat. And let’s be clear – those…