Unacceptable – A Poem, An Origin Story, and Thoughts on the Things We’re Not Supposed to Feel

We spend so much of ourselvesTrying not toFeel. Even when we are marked for emotionIt has to beControlled. We can only feelCertain thingsAt certain timesIn certain placesFor certain reasons.And anything that falls outside that tinyImpossibleBox, is completelyUnacceptable. Sometimes I don’t know ifI’m angryAt myself or the world, butI’m angryNonetheless. I would call on the power [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Reclamation

It only took a handful of years after the fall for the wild to reclaim the land. It crept and wrapped itself around the hostile world. Mother Nature embracing her unruly child, turning rebellion into submission. All we had built with such disregard crumbed to dust, subsumed by the earth. What is the work of [...]

Absolute Truths

Punctuation is the breath of writing,I used to tell them.It signals the pause and inhale between your words,The lilt of the silent voice that will ring with your stories through their heads.Again and again I would try to explainThis here, not there -Without that, when would you come up for air?You’ll lose all meaningIt won’t [...]

Suppose

Suppose There’s a way To find meaning Even as the world ends Suppose We let the sun warm Our tired faces Even as our carefully constructed world Falls apart around us Look up The sky is clear No longer scarred by our comings and goings Suppose We can find a new way of living Despite [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Map of Days

She looked at me with earnest, curious eyes. "Where did you get them, Grandmother?" "Oh, they came from all over. From different times and places, different moments and feelings. I carved them from tears and laughter, joy and worry, time and remembering. Each is as precious to me as the last because they show I [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Dream Catcher

Your fairy tales have it all wrong. I am the Master of the Spindle and I spin not from straw but from magic. My silks are not of gold but of stardust. I spin nets to catch dreams from the night and jewels from the morning air. I spin swathes of silken lace fine enough [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Prayer

Dawn mist creeps up the valley, diffusing the gentle warmth of early day across the ochre earth. The Adhan dances from mountain to mountain, carrying softly, coaxingly through the still, sleepy air. I am a stranger in this land but it calls me still. A tender hand on my brow, my shoulder, welcoming me home. [...]

Indie Author Life: Getting The Word Out

Dear readers, I still can not describe to you the joy of knowing my work is out in the world. The thrill I get when I see the little book I put so much of myself into in the hands of others. It is a dream come true and I am so grateful for all [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – This Too Shall Pass

Frost clings to the ground. The cold still holding the world in its grip. Breath plumes in clouds from the mouths of passersby and tears freeze on cheeks. These are the days of deepest sorrow. But look - there - a glimmer in the blackness. A gleam of starlight reflected in ice, the twinkle of [...]