By way of confession…

I must tell you that a week into September, I was scheduling my days hour by hour. Which was an absolute thrill. Until it wasn’t. By Wednesday of that week feeling off-kilter and a bit resentful of all my commitments. And by Thursday, I wanted to just stay in bed. When next Monday arrived andContinue reading “By way of confession…”

I thought it would be better by now…

I thought it would be better by now. It’s the refrain that keeps coming up, both within myself and in my conversations with friends, family, and clients. It’s the refrain that we first started singing it over a year ago, when we thought the restrictions, hospitalizations, and death tolls would all ease up after aContinue reading “I thought it would be better by now…”

Poem: Work

Work OnceI kept so stillthat the Fiddler crabswhose burrows lay inches from my toesdecided that I bore them no threatand emerged to resume their digging,brandishing distorted claws,sorting grains of sand with infinitesimal clicks,the air full of their collective scuttle. I swear I thoughtthey would scatterat the vibrationsof my pulseas it echoedthrough my feetinto the tidalContinue reading “Poem: Work”