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This is how.

I did not wake with a note
on my tongue
nor the
conviction of a melody
to chase
I simply began to sing
and this is how I learned
to obey.

Bipolar

Teaching class today

I have to do something I don’t feel like doing today which is teach – for 3 hours. There was a time when that would have been unbearable. 33 more words

like a window

grief opens grief like a window

like a can opener

stirs silt from the bottom

shakes loose parts newly or incompletely mended

rattles around, making noisy messes, reminding me acutely of things that hurt to remember. 319 more words

That's right summer, you had this coming...

Ok, I’m doing it. I’m getting out of bed, putting on my bikini, and washing my car. I’m old, I’ve had babies, but I work out. 22 more words

Life In The Woman Lane