The Purple Box

This is a piece generated in the Writer’s Studio and a first in a series of poems and flash fiction that will be published on this blog throughout the year. A new year and new goals. Thanks for reading. There was a time when things held meaning for me as if they kept me together like... Continue Reading →

Accepting the messiness of 2017

New Year's Day is my favorite holiday of the year, full stop. An arbitrary demarcation that somehow has a cosmic-like pull on my psyche. In with the new, out with the old. Something inside me changes, I feel a spark, a little less weight. None of this real but it's still true. Maybe it started... Continue Reading →

Sharpening the word sword, again

A few weeks ago I found myself alone in Seattle, a luxury I wasn't going to let pass without some revelry of the type suitable for a middle-aged mother the night before a work-related conference. I landed in sideways snow a somewhat sweaty-palmed adventure for a consummate Californian, who truly dislikes the unknown variable of... Continue Reading →

The First Week-A letter to my child

To my eight-year-old daughter, I don't know where to begin. Maybe I can just start with what's in my heart and it's pretty simple but truly profound. You have given me purpose, strength, and focus. Before you were born I struggled and hated almost everything about myself. Seriously, every bit of my persona was up... Continue Reading →

Time after time-Another Year Passes

Some say time is a construct, an arbitrary measure of days passing, marked by a calendar that was created to restore order to holidays surrounding the birth and resurrection of Jesus. We began counting Earth's rotation on January 1 since the year 1582. While arbitrary in the sense that time is meaningless and we're all gonna... Continue Reading →

A Holiday Wish-Rising Above the Blues

Usually this time of year I'm a little ba-humbug about the holidays probably because I don't have a shiny, happy, white, very Brady, Walton's, Little House Christmas. But this year I'm more grateful than usual to spend time with my silly, sensitive, strong, kick-butt, hard working, unorganized, overly consumptive, mixed-up Punjabi-Icelandic-Mexican-Italian-White family. We will make... Continue Reading →

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