Category Archives: women
Monday Morning in Poolesville, Maryland
I drive into the local Tractor Supply parking lot, windows down, McDonald’s large nonfat latte in hand, and am one of a few cars and supply trucks here on this early morning. I pick my usual spot with the sun … Continue reading
my child
Your eyes, half-hidden under a mound of hair, peek out with curiosity and wonder.
dance with death
Twirl me round with wide, wild steps. Never let go. photo: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Phenakistoscope_3g07690b.gif
Stigmata
My bloodstained boots Carry me through doors Into foreign lands And hostile territories. Generations And generations Of ancestors At the mercy of their cells Follow closely behind.
Reflection in a Mirror at the Mayflower Hotel
As your arms wrap tightly around me, I wonder if your face had the same expression when you hugged your wife after French toast with powdered sugar.
understanding
Hold my hand so that we may move in ways that are unknown and difficult to comprehend.