Category: Healing
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my city, my
Espresso mascara to brighten my eyes. Speeding on Dale Mabry. Raising my hand in the middle of a conversation, but the words that pour out feel unimportant and stupid. Buttoning up a dress that smells like I wore it already, and by that I mean: orange blossom, amber, soft musk, and the woods. Every season…
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In bocca al lupo
A quick physiology lesson on a woman before her period: progesterone drops; serotonin dips; emotional thresholds lower; unmet expectations land harder. Admittedly, one out of four of those things is specific to me. Today, for some reason, my anger feels louder. Anger is just extreme hurt in wolf’s clothing, and I’m so tired of being…
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The Tower and the Boxer
The night before, the electric in my house kept flickering. One room smelled faintly of smoke. “Costly?” I ask, pushing her to continue.
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Dear Sally 🎧
“Back then, I didn’t say or do anything I really meant, but there’s some amnesia there. I attended parties and holidays, but I couldn’t tell you what I said to anybody, what I gave or what I got. I was afraid, and inside my apparition I thought I was safe.”
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Fortune July
on the Fourth of July, familial love, & joy, despite awareness of broader societal issues.
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Buh-Bye
She makes real fruit cocktail. Slices the peaches and the pears and adds pitted cherries and her own homemade juice: fresh squeezed lime and honey, she said, “Something else, I can’t remember.”
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Sierra’s Swarm
In the gulf near Beer Can Island (the worst, until Milton made it a reverie), we are surrounded by aquamarine water that mirrors the sky and is made brighter by the razor-sharp yellow of the sun. A black fog of lovebugs hover around the boat. We laugh and hold our drinks above the gentlest waves,…