family. Fort Benjamin Harrison State Park, Lawrence, Indiana. photo by me. my ear stays pressed against the ground in all the places your feet found rest. I track the echo of you, ghost steps on haunted floors, and I wait forever for the sound of footsteps that might never walk back to me again. poems […]Read more "stolen words"
sometimes when we mess up, or something happens to us, we find it hard, impossible even, to stop ourselves from carrying that with us throughout the rest of our days. we know we’re doing it, and yet we can’t stop it. sometimes that load is too much. sometimes we need help. and too often we […]Read more "lighten up"
an open letter to the man I loved, still love and will always love. Dear you: truth is things are going great. truth is things are a fucking mess. this is where things stand here. here’s the deal: you showed up and changed everything. you left and changed everything. it’s life. we deal. we always […]Read more "truth is …"
she held the memories close to her heart. memories are, after all, what keeps us moving. they keep us loving and learning and wanting more. what else do we have but memories? they are our stories. they weave us into who we are now and who we’ll become tomorrow. she knew change was imminent. it […]Read more "let them fly"
we went to Europe. we counted down the days. we talked about it as if it were a faraway dream. but then we made it happen. we went to Europe. and I’m going to tell you more about it as soon as I can wrap my head around it all. it’s a pretty big deal, […]Read more "watch us as we go"
Luke and his LEGOS who says summer needs to be lazy? I say, let’s build things. let’s make stuff. let’s be adventurous and take chances. let’s invent something and watch it work. we can throw out the directions and use the extra LEGOS to create something nobody else has even thought of making. we’ll read […]Read more "let’s summer"