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Dear Tucson (And Other Monsoon Poetry)
I haven’t always loved the desert, but I’ve always loved the rain. No matter what place on earth I find myself, stormy skies are where I feel at home. Because rain is more than weather to me. Rain represents both peace and clarity, chaos and confusion. It is both loneliness and comfort, a dichotomy of…
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 7
Easter came and went, and the season of Lent along with it. I always feel refreshed after spending intentional time writing poetry during this time, even if my body needs space to recover from a long and busy weekend. The thing I love about Easter is that the holiday is only the beginning of celebration.…
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 6
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 5
Nothing encapsulates my week more than the piles of clean laundry sitting around my room in baskets, waiting to be folded and put away. Coming back from a trip and re-entering routine takes longer with each additional child, a fact I’m intensely aware of these past days. Like children, sometimes we find ourselves floundering when…
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 4
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 3
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 2
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Found Objects: Lent 2024, Week 1
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Eras: Father’s Day 2023
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Turning Points: Mother’s Day 2023
Mother’s Day is different for me, now that I’m a mom. It’s not so much that I’m included in the festivities, although that’s special too. It’s different because I see my own mom in a new light. All the years of sacrifice, the hardship, the open arms and encouraging words–parts of my childhood that I…
