Monday, May 20, 2019

A Close Thing

Well that was close.

Just spent the last three hours resurrecting this blog that I mistakenly think of as my own!

Reality check!

If you don't update your credit card information...the words you've written and the pictures you've taken and posted with your own little fingers can disappear and be completely inaccessible, and you will will pay with your time and your money to get it back up.

This is a check to see if I've paid enough time and money to post something....on my own blog...which locked me out.

I feel like the mom whose kid has locked her out of the bathroom.

"Please let me back in...sweetie...can you unlock the door honey..please?"

Let's see if it worked.

Wednesday, September 26, 2018


I avoid his spaces where
the wild things roam.
I stay up, high, safe.

Company to come sends me spiraling down
products in hand.
I enter to clean but find the towel hung
and folded
the toilet seat still down
no chaos of smell.

In my head I laugh
for this is what I've dreamed of.

Behind my throat I sing,
a song for the new.

And in my heart I wail
for this is at last the long long dread.

I turn my shoulder to it
and on my face I show nothing.

For I am an old mother, and
I will hoard the tally marks within.