Head(space)

“unbeingdead isn’t beingalive” e. e. cummings Another draft from the beginning of December for my fellow winter, bluesy babes because vulnerability is all I got left. Hang in there folks, it’s war out there. ~ I hate the cold season. In the warmer seasons, I already tend to feel fidgety and anxious when saying outContinue reading “Head(space)”

Re-introductions(?)

Recently I’ve realized that, outside of my pretty yarn photos and goofy comments, I have not properly introduced myself to all the new people that I have gotten to know on the social interwebs…so instead of writing one out again, I did a thing… Who knows. Maybe I will do another one…😏 Cheers, XoXo

Backwards

I drafted this dude back in the last week of November, after the recent eruption in the Fiber and Textiles community on the topic of racism. When Kristy Glass broke everything. ~  No matter the intensity of blue skies and sun this week, it has felt like a particularly dark one. In the beginning ofContinue reading “Backwards”

Vile

“After great pain, a formal feeling comes –The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –“ Emily Dickinson It has been quite a long few months since my last book excerpt share. It’s still new and a bit emotional each time, no matter the number of details or how often I do it. Reminding myself that itContinue reading “Vile”

Do you remember…?

“The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.” – E. E. Cummings Sometimes posts just need to be light. Remember those really ridiculous surveys we loved as teens that were around every xanga (yeah, I said it, don’t you feel old) corner? Well sometimes when I drink I do funny things, like writeContinue reading “Do you remember…?”

Stacks

i am afraid. the mind holds images like fresh paint on thick canvas; colors fade through the years but the pattern constantly remains and i am afraid. memories build in stacks, car doors open to bitter air and in my mind you are gone (in my mind, this is how you died) but i knowContinue reading “Stacks”

Work it

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.“ Robert Frost I come with a lot of flaws, it’s true. So much so, that I am usually pointing out even the most minute flaws that others probably do not even notice. My self esteem is a toilet. Maybe IContinue reading “Work it”

the office

No, not the funny one with Steve Carrell.  I’ve been working on making my home office a personal sanctuary (or bubble of sorts) for a longer amount of time than I am willing to admit. Trying to make a workspace that feels safe amid the unsafe. Conundrum! Setting up the room, though, has made itContinue reading “the office”

whispers

tonight i whispered goodbye on the wind; it danced across the keys of an untuned piano, and carried through an opening door, and slivered through a black, lace shawl, and whistled through the leaves of the tallest tree, and tumbled across shards of broken glass, and dove into the violent sea, and was swallowed byContinue reading “whispers”

Hello, Fall

“The neighbor asked him how he was and what he’d been doing. My grandfather said, ‘I’ve been cutting the grass and watching it grow. Cutting the grass and watching it grow. Life,’ he said, ‘is ninety percent maintenance.’” ~ Spielberg’s Taken This summer has been a whirlwind combo of strange weather and a roller coasterContinue reading “Hello, Fall”