(This is a review of the audiobook. Hey, I'm a single parent + business owner + writer-human, I "read" however I can! Also, the narrator, Eileen Stevens, was excellent. I forgot this was narrated by an actor and got the intimate feeling I do when certain beloved authors narrate their own work.) I wanted to … Continue reading I Wanted to Throw Small Fry Back
If you don’t blink an eye when “Columbus Day” comes around but are shocked that Brett Kavanaugh has just been confirmed as our newest Supreme Court justice, your lack of empathy and inability to connect the dots of history are holding us back.
You came to earth with your own resources, Proving the prophet's promise that we all are provided for. When asked to draw a person in the rain, Your lips twist, Your tongue working as hard as your hand. You push the Bic across the legal pad As the clock counts down to your big reveal. … Continue reading Girl with a Leaf Umbrella (poem)
I grew up loving Mary Poppins. Though born more than ten years after it was made, I even got to see it on the big screen when the good people of St. Vincent DePaul daycare took us downtown on the train for a special screening. Full of funny words, housecleaning with a song, chalk drawings … Continue reading Disruptive Mama Ruins Mary Poppins
Provenance The monsters are winning battles. We’re taxing the poor to feed the rich, Nazareth cancelled Christmas, What we’ve done to Jerusalem is so bleak, No birth or rebirth can be imagined. But still I hope, and for very good reason. The necklace that arrived for me today, with a card wishing me, “Happy everything!” … Continue reading Provenance (a Poem)
The patriarchy is real. While its poster boys seem to be tumbling like dominoes, there is still great risk to those who speak out. I can’t write publicly about some of my particulars—you know, the ones that are so raw, honest, and scary specific that my story becomes universal and I feel seen and may … Continue reading The Story I Can’t Tell You, Per Patriarchal Gag Order
Someone told me over the weekend that they have real friends, not "internet friends." It was meant to be a verbal stab. But the place it landed was shiny and tough with scars from the many times extended family have complained about me using my voice, especially in a public forum. I’ve been accused of … Continue reading When You Dismiss My Internet Friendships as Shallow