The Feed

I am hungry, famished really for a brush with the Divine. I’d take a strong wind, a colorful dream or the feeling of gravity that comes...

Inspired by the New York Times article "Why New York's a Lonely Town, Especially Since Covid" by James Barron. Draw me a map of your...

All I want to do is to go to the beach and write poetry. Is that too much to ask? When did adulting become a full-time gig? When did the...

Sometimes I wish I was the fig tree. No fruit here, just soaking up the sun growing roots, turning green, stretching out my branches...

Here’s the thing I love about parades- they take up space, and there is music and there is laughter and people stand on the sides and...

Yesterday anxiety danced around my ribs like a bird in a cage. Both you and I know birds are not meant to be caged. They are meant to be...

Because of course we need more light. War is one long night. Of course we need slower sunsets and golden hour. We need the sun’s warmth...

Release the tension in your jaw. Allow the pillow to hold the weight of your head. Have a scone. Have four! Press the crumbs into your...

It began there, but we can feel it here. It’s all people are talking about. The news is always on. Would you like to sign up for a...

This morning New York froze over- a sheet of ice blanketed the city, reminding us what cold feels like. Yesterday Russia invaded Ukraine-...