The Feed

244: Rubble

Written in response to the Syria/ Turkey Earthquake, Feb. 2023

217: A Safe Place to Land

We got another bed for the dog- a living room bed, as opposed to the bedroom bed. I know, I know, love is bonkers sometimes. The new bed...

215: It's About Damn time

For dinner to be ready, for the end of body shaming, for summer thunderstorms, for the peaches to ripen, for you to call me back, for a...

213: Human

People say How are you doing and I tell them about the cracks in my calendar, about the dog at the window, about you and your desk with...

212: It's Just Around the Corner

I love when people ask me for directions. Oh Great question! The bakery is just around the corner! I love when people say - How do you...

189: Sandbags

I love when people say Oh, it makes me well up. I heard that today- it makes me well up; as if one’s feelings of love or longing or grief...

185: Birdsong

For Colleyville I’ve heard that the reason birds sing in the morning is to say to one another I made it through the night. I guess that’s...

183: Still Healing

When our dogs touched noses the kind stranger, nodding to the skittish creature at the end of his leash, says- “She’s not always...

179: For the Strangers On The Internet

This is for the strangers on the internet who leave comments because they can, who say keep going who say “me too” who say you’re not...

163: The Moral Of The Story Is

We all need friends. Not a single person in this city has told me they have Enough, because it takes months and years of invitations and...

158 : The Kingdom of God on Sixth Avenue

You should have seen the crowd that surrounded him an old man hunched over worn down like the Appalachian mountains bending over his...

#145: Knowing You're Out There

I don't have to know you to love you. Even from here, even from far away, I can honestly say- you with the sleep in your eyes, with the...

143: We Are Not strangers

Written for A Sanctified Art LLC.

135: Any Given Sunday