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  • Tree Hugger 

    Chronology is someone else’s problem. I’m more a stream of consciousness girl. I’ve already told you about my motivations for going to Everest Base Camp – and then there’s the journey and the preparation for the journey, the gear, the must haves and the never do this. Let’s talk touchy feely preparation. I knew from…

  • Sleeping Beauty

    I’d forgotten how hard blogs are. There’s a story to tell and I keep thinking it’s about Nepal. I should be writing about Nepal. I am supposed to be writing The Nepal Story, after all. So, why can I not write about Nepal? Dramatic sigh. I was once told by my mentor to trust my…

  • Why Nepal and Why Now

    It is hard facing the dark after a beautiful light is so suddenly extinguished and yet Stevie Nicks’ haunting voice rises up to remind me, “there’s a heartbeat and it never really dies.” This, I remind myself as I sit at a funeral of an 18-year-old who’d died so tragically in a car accident a…

  • Birthday

    I’m dead with dying There is an eye I refuse to catch I was born with knowing I look and I listen and I discern I know You’ve caught my eye I’m not God But I know Tell me everything The bile and the filth and the worst, pour it All that will be left…

  • Knowing the Dead

    In a sleep, the wound wept its tears Bloodshed Seeped from itself without knowing But I knew I saw your death a million times before you did But then you said In a sleep, all around was death, death, dea th You knew bloodshed Wept for us both before I ever did

  • Fight for Your Rights, Grace Needs a Vacay

    there are no promises that can be kept by gift we live by right we die grace is optional except when it’s not the grace to bear grief is sometimes always never the only prayer there is in these hot, breathless last days, it’d do us to get on with the praying sooner than later

  • Rubble unfinished

    That’s the hardest part Picking through the rubble to find scraps of once-yellow note pad paper written and abruptly, rudely, ended: Toilet paper Apples Erasers 8 batteries Trash bags Birthday card for — The hardest heart catches itself before it does what it made to do: lie or die. (And flower and a cake for…

  • beauty sleep

    When the petals died and the stem drooped, I slept Sleeping beauty sleep I awoke to gold Light too bright You offered me a dim corner When you drooped and died, Gold was gilded with light There is no sleeping beauty sleep now

  • scar tissue

    We welcome scar tissue into our arms like it’s a good thing As if it were a long-loved but long-forgotten lover we pretend never made us long-suffering Scar tissue whose flap signals hardening and distance, both reasons to smile sorrowfully Scar tissue whose cells allow us to survive But at an angry and vengeful cost…

  • Black Party Invite

    I do not let tears well That will come later After the worst Whatever it is Always goes one way or the other There will be a ring Strangers will answer I said it’s time for tragedy And one is here Listen.