My name was called

by four different voices just the name there was no shaking of a shoulder nor tapping of a toe no morning baby babble just the sound of my name in my ears as if my four dreams coalesced and each participant needed my divided attention. I turned my head with each sound until I had…

I woke up from a nightmare

of undetermined content blurs of my ex, my children my terror. I had to wake up ES Reverie so he wouldn't be late for his graduation practice this morning I sent him an email. I couldn't remember where my phone was. Yesterday was not normal. I took Boy #1 and #2 to the pediatrician shots…

Suspend disbelief

"Yes, Early bird, I am twenty six and you are thirty six forever." Hteba assured her oldest friend. "EB, we were born with children who spawned from our hands (much tidier than Zeus.) I was still plump with my fairy child when I was born. Big hand syndrome I believe they called it years ago."…

I had something else I wanted to say

but once again, the brain took over and hijacked the morning. The dreams nightmared in my skull until I woke up hearing a knocking at the door. WOOOODPECKERS! PSYCHOTIC OCD BIRDS DRILLING FOR GRUBS They knock with the intensity of the police during a drug raid,(my neighbors were dealers, so this I know with certainty.)…

Gardens and neighbors and sedum, oh my! (Long)

Later on in the evening, I got to do some gardening with girly in tow "mam-mam-mam-mam-mam- meow, m-ow, m-ow," she said to the neighbor's cats. I explained to my bear how you find the red sworl leaves of the hosta plants. "Pull back the tall stalks gently and you'll see the red, sometimes green leaf…

Writing Method/I want to let it go

Someone asked me about my method of writing. In the morning, the words are just swirling around in my head. Actually, there are sentences that wake me up. Speaking inside my head. I process them as a sculptor; molding them in my head, twisting them on my tongue, extruding them from my lips, playing with…