From January, 2016

From wing dust

During the summer before third grade a large manila envelope came in the mail with my name on it. Inside was a letter T on tag board paper, and instructions to decorate the T however I pleased, then bring it to class with me on the first day of school. I immediately got to work. …

Creating an intention for your year

“…isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” -L.M. Montgomery from Anne of Green Gables So often when we come upon a new year, we think about what we dislike about ourselves, our habits, and our lives, and create resolutions to address them. Bettering ourselves is a…

Sugarbomb

The pages of the cooking magazine are sticking together just enough to slow down her flipping. She shakes a page loose and it sprinkles her with floury dust as it falls open with a papery crackle. A photograph of yellow and pink frosting swirled into lofty mounds atop cupcakes spiraled on a stand evokes for…

In a Different Life I’d Paint the Streets

In a different life I’d paint the streets By night, a stealthy lord. An artist loner dreamer type, Allegiance shown in words.     On business walls and reader boards On windows and on signage. I’d Banksy this and Fairey that Along my pilgrimage.   Art speaks the words I cannot say     Graffiti…

Out of the mouths of babes

My five-year-old daughter awoke from her nap still warm and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She climbed onto my lap as I sat at my desk, trying to muster the energy and creativity to write something. She asked if she could help, so I told her I needed to write something involving the word…

2016: The Year of the Groupie

I got asked out on a date the other day. At first, I didn’t know what to think.  Since I met Akash (my then boyfriend, now husband) when I was 18, my ‘adult’ dating experience was limited to the first few weeks of college, a little over fifteen years ago, so I was a little…