I write to discover what I’m feeling and thinking. I write to see where it goes. I write to organize my thoughts before I speak. I write to tell stories. I write because I have something to say. I write to come up with something to say. I write in the hope that someone willContinue reading “Reasons I Write”
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Grab
You arrived in the world, Naked, cold, wailing.Grabbed my fingerand held tightas dear life began. You would grabto safely cross the street,to pull me over to see something you made,to navigate the toy or cereal aisle,and when you would drift to sleep. Then I would grabto shake your handafter the lights on the field orContinue reading “Grab”
A Conversation Under the Arch
This short piece was a doctoral assignment. It is a joint response to Tracy K. Smith’s Life on Mars and Brian Doyle’s “Joyas Voladoras.” As I enter the museum, I am immediately struck by how quiet it is. It’s a weekday, I remind myself, so I probably should have expected the low-key atmosphere. I take time toContinue reading “A Conversation Under the Arch”
