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a matter of habit

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Empathy

I get worried that this piece might be an exercise in guilt-tripping bystanders when tragedy strikes. But, it depends on how I approach it. I remember when I researched what I should expect, needing to cover every prospect of that certainty of losing Ivy at any moment. I wanted to be prepared for my own…

February 24, 2021March 2, 2021
Prose

Where listening lives

This week I plan to make a listening stick with my children. I don’t mean to only use it with them. It’s something I need for myself, when I need to pray or have some reflective time. What I will do is take the children on a nature walk, and ask them to find the…

February 18, 2021February 19, 2021
Poetry

On my knees

The voice I say I don’t have gets too much airplay The ears I do have? Just painted on. Twenty years since I lay in bed listening. Your mouth moves but I only hear the track in my head. My needs scream, my energy penetrates my desires demand, my desperation radiates. When I hear you…

August 3, 2016August 3, 2016

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