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Thoughts on going to the movies
I saw Fast Times at Ridgemont High with my mom. Yes, with my mom. I was 10, she was progressive. Sharing popcorn with real butter and a box of snowcaps. Only scared by her reaction when I asked what a … Continue reading
Tree Grief
I miss you Tree, canopy of luscious leaves fingers tickling the clouds. Kin concealing manmade structures on the horizon. Countless creature homes lay in piles like bodies. Heaps of kindling bequeath openness that chokes me with grief for a tree.
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The Seal
I wrote this poem back in 1992 when I was living in Newport Beach attending Irvine Community College. It was my first real attempt at poetry. The receding tide knew before I did and it left him alone, out of … Continue reading
The Swing
Has it really been four years since I called you, from this very swing to tell you we’d arrived safely? A lingering habit from years of traveling to visit Dad without you. The metal chain creaking as we chatted back … Continue reading
Dear Me – Spoken Word
I read “Dear Me” at the 2015 UUCS Jazz Poetry Slam on Saturday. Being a slam poem virgin, I was pretty happy with 3rd place. Performing was fun; think I’ll keep working on this form. In hindsight, my piece was a … Continue reading
Where I’m From
I wrote this poem for The Luscious Legacy Project, a workshop led by Sue Ann Gleason that I’m participating in. Our first prompt was to write our own “Where I’m From” based on this poem by George Ella Lyon. Here is … Continue reading
Love’s Rebirth
Wrapped in a cocoon of responsibility and would-be love, I withdrew and braced for a life unknowing, blindly waiting for a moment of light. Finally, like the snake sloughs off its old skin, I shed him. Leaving behind a fragile … Continue reading
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Smaller
By twelve, I was ‘big boned’ with a ‘generous’ nose, size 10 Fred Flintstone feet, an overly toothy smile, and muscular legs no skinny jeans could contain. I just wanted to be smaller. Fantasies swirled through my hormone-soaked teenager brain. … Continue reading
The Other Woman
Your other woman is a bitch whose stench permeates your soul and oozes out your every pore. You’ve chosen her over me for so long now I feel as though we are all one, broken, dysfunctional unit. You’re easily swayed … Continue reading
Hurt
I will not engage or break. No reaction to your ploys. Unsettling to see your fall off the pedestal you built. I’ve learned from time and past mistakes where your focus lies – the mirror’s reflection. My jaw tightens and … Continue reading
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