Author: A // W // F
A promise, on a cold, rainwet day …
Summer comes. It cannot be stopped, will not be held back. * It pushes up from the southernmost places, unfurling in gold light. The icecicles grow narrow. The pond darkens at its center — liquid underneath, warming into wet. Small green things force their way out of the earth and into the sun — […]
things left unsaid …
Whatever you’ve been meaning to say … I hope you say it today: Speak gentle. Speak thoughtful. Speak breathless. Speak bold. Speak honest, even if honesty feels rusty in your mouth. Go on now. Take a breath … Begin again. ❤
defiance …
The birds come back first, though it’s seven degrees out. I watch them: raucous, small-bodied rebels, singing in the trees. Red-breasted balls of blue fluff, they wear their colors as a dare — an act of defiance against February’s gray. I watch them: hopping. Chattering. They warble and catcall, leaving a complicated series of footprints on […]
Five Little Reminders for You, on Valentine’s Day
True story? For almost a decade now, I’ve slept with my body curled tight against my husband’s. I’ve woken to his heartbeat, and shared in his dreams. We have every reason to celebrate, but still: I have some very mixed feelings about Valentine’s Day. I don’t know why, but this year I’ve felt painfully aware of how the […]
Flashback: A Question, Left By a Brook …
True story? At least three times in the past three days, someone I care about has stared straight into my eyes and said something like: I can’t take much more of winter. They haven’t said the words like people griping about getting caught in an afternoon rainshower. Instead, they’ve spoken with a kind of emptiness and exhaustion […]
Ask me anything …
Can I tell you a secret? It’s weird, keeping a blog. I post photographs and snippets of poetry — sometimes shamelessly personal prose. I dream in blazing black-and-white, and then I come here and splash those dreams on the screen. Still, though … There’s so very little you know about me. And you know what […]