today is friday. and there's a little sliver of sunshine dancing on the bushes outside my office window. it's a precious reminder...

there's something beautiful about a sky with scattered shades of gray. the way the dark melts into the white and swirls into the tree br...

my co-worker complimented me on my boots the other day. i looked down at them, tucked into my jeans. remnants of storage dust on their hee...

i'm sensitive. i still remember the name and the face and the powdery smell of my third grade teacher who called me down on the playma...

we did it. we found homes for all the kittens. the first two left last weekend. unexpectedly, as i was handing them off to the sweet older ...

newspaper, newspaper. can't take no more. you're here, every morning, waiting at my door. and i'm just trying to kiss you and yo...

i want a tire swing in the backyard. i want to wash off dirty feet in the laundry room sink. i want to pack lunches before the sun comes up...

xxx i love words. i love the way they play, dance, move across a page. their rhythm. ebb and flow. up and down. and i love writing. primar...