Awake and Dreaming

Sip of brewed mugwortand reality shatterspixelated beadslike a murmurationshapeshifting imagesluring me skywardI am skin-sheddinganti-gravitationalAlice in Wonderlandwatch me grow. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)

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Morning Fog

Predawn Poseidon rises unfurls a blanket fog, burying shore and sky I awaken in a cloud, set adrift before feet touch floor – dream within a dream. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image my own.)

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Garbage Night

Don’t take out the garbage during a black out – alligators prowl in blackened streets, lurk curbside waiting for the unsuspecting – I’ve seen them, chasing the pedestrian, my screams ineffective; witnessed the brave returning from the night disheveled and shaken Was it the alligator? I ask with all the compassion of I-told-you-so. No, comes […]

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Shaken

The year my second daughter was born, it seemed to rain eternally.  I can’t say when the depression set in, but by February, I didn’t want to leave the house.  I prayed a lot to God, asking what was wrong with me.  By all accounts, I had everything anyone could want:  two beautiful children, a […]

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