Written with the prompts: bright red lips, cave dwellers, something to read, everything was not okay, fast forward six months, can’t save everyone, jelly jar glasses, sanctuary, I’ll come back Netta perched on the window seat watching the back lawn change color in the rain. Cranberry clouds were melting against the horizon and the wet grass appeared … Continue reading Watercolor
In celebration of the solstice, I'm reviving a piece I wrote several years ago after a morning volunteering at a hospitality center that serves breakfast to low-income and homeless women and children. The kitchen was being remodeled back then, so we were only offering coffee in paper cups and to-go items like fruit, wrapped cheese, … Continue reading Solstice
Another Summer Rerun from 2021 I wrote this--as I often do--with my Thursday night writing group. Prompts included: I have waited too long, ferocious food, what was the house like, Agnes and her pike, why wouldn't I want an Italian cavalry sword, diagnosis, immediately largest (which I changed to largess). Another challenge was to weave … Continue reading Too Late
I choose San Francisco because I miss ocean air. I’ve been sleep walking in a dusty valley but the air in San Francisco is cold and saline. When you walk through it without a hat or scarf it’s bracing. You feel alive. I choose 1967, imagining the Summer of Love, thinking I might land in … Continue reading When the Time Travel Agent Asks When and Where
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: twenty past midnight, what used to live under your bed, if you come to a fork take it, why are you being so stubborn, most want to go to heaven, and the sun pours down like honey, in the aftermath of wind, I thought I was. … Continue reading In the Aftermath of the Wind
I pray and affirm that we are a courageous and compassionate people, eager to heal racism, misogyny, homophobia, and hatred, to create a culture that values all life, that treasures our planet, that is willing to let go of greed and manifest a world of abundance for all of us to share. Amen Happy Thanksgiving … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving
Beginning Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: tumbleweeds, fruit, this morning I could smell _______, no one seemed upset, just move one foot, stories I don’t want or need to hear again, things my mother told me, I was never meant to, raisins, eaten for protein, he began to chant, knowledge is power, … Continue reading Beginning
September 11th, 2001, was a big emotional punch to the gut to all of us, everywhere. Most particularly to those on the east coast of course, but we were all blindsided by it. It’s one of those days we remember and tell stories about like JFK’s assassination, the Moon Landing, John Lennon’s death: #WhatIWasDoingWhenIHeardTheNews One thing I remember … Continue reading September 11th
Written with the prompts: be able to answer that call, are we there yet?, shit no!, you are told what to think but, a faded newspaper picture, why they did what they did, intuition, water can get hot, dream or fantasy, guidance, let’s look at this from a different perspective, I am in a body, sticky … Continue reading Susan’s Calling
I wrote this a year ago after a morning volunteering at the center that serves breakfast to low-income and homeless women and children. The kitchen was being remodeled back then, so we were only offering coffee in paper cups and to-go items like fruit, wrapped cheese, and protein bars. It was the week of the … Continue reading Summer Solstice
