Winning

Proud mother congratulates herself for finally remembering to join the PTA. So on the ball, she thinks, as she sends her Venmo forgetting about her profile pic until the PTA responds ...this is why we can't have nice things 🤣🤣🤣

Gray

My daughter and I collaborated. Her pastel art from the first word that came to my mind (elephant) and I wrote a poem from her drawing. She thought other kids might like the drawing and poem.

Come out and plaaay-eee-yayyyy

When anyone takes the time to read any of the things I write, it’s thrilling. I’ve finally gotten out of the delusion that I have to “be”, “sell”, or “do” anything outside of writing to be a writer. Similarly, I've learned I don't have to do anything more than be alive to be successfully living.... Continue Reading →

Hell is where the heart is

Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.

Hoover (is this a god) Dam

Hoover (is this a god) Dam Sometimes it’s so much easier... to see all the things I want to hate. I want to yell at walls and converse with my carpet. The pillow and I are exploring other options.... But in the shower, sometimes I swear - I caught a glimpse of god. In between... Continue Reading →

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