Wake

There was a vague twinge in the Universe that woke me from my dreams that night. A soft, wordless whisper that gently grazed my mind with fingers like spring petrichor, wisdom surging from strings of lavender and copper smoke, an electric static burst that exploded around me in the darkness. A message, transcribed in the … More Wake

Wisp

We’ve held little pow-wows here in our garage with our memories packed tight, worn into the kitchen table and the counter tops. The tea rings that have stained into the coffee table bear singing memories of our lives here, the last goodbye to a faded life, but here we wish you – fare thee well. … More Wisp

Grief and Memory

I am sitting in my hotel room in Virginia, while my dad, my aunt and my uncle detail through all of the stuff that has come up after the death of their parents. In a tiny little assisted living apartment (which consists of a living room, bathroom, fridge and sink and a tiny bedroom), it … More Grief and Memory

Tribute

To the beginning where gentle hands only speak a language we thought was dead, and hearts were pounding nearly out of our chests. Sweetwater words nearly out of our mouths when they’re swallowed up in a kiss, a Vermont accent that a teenager mistakes for a southern one; goofy smile, laughter for hours, words exchanged … More Tribute

Sway Instead

Who says love is only for the young? We should all try to be wild and passionate, live with the carefree hands of jaded youth, Mistakes like gold in the mouths of babes, Break the expectations of terrified parents; We don’t grow out of the ground like trees, But we might dance like them. And … More Sway Instead