Once a Mermaid

Impulse once drove my plunges – glorious confidence propelling fortuitous dives – unknown waters an adventure to be conquered. Even with onset of anxiety I’d stalk shorelines, ignore whispering of  catastrophe, hold my breath and submerge. Doubt would follow determination, but buoyed by adversity, I’d swim, force commanding adaptation – I’d find my mermaid’s breath. […]

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Freak Show’s in Town

Come one! Come all! Step right up folks! See the amazing, one-of-a-kind, baby-juggling woman! Come see this matron turned tigress! Witness how the weaker sex transforms into a powerhouse of resourcefulness – a magnificent multi-tasker! You will not believe your eyes! These are no ordinary babies, Ladies and Gentleman! See the menacing three-year-old who looks […]

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A Bee’s Perspective

A bee, caught in a violent draught, collides with woman her body a salty concrete wall of frenzy, she is rigid, obsessed, unspoken rage emanating from her pores – a gale force spiral, woman-made vortex threatening the sanctity of her contrived domesticity Normally, she would swat at him – is aware of the potential for […]

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I Stand In The Doorway

Surrounded by the animated chatter of youth, a mother piles food on plates, busies herself with addressing individual needs, smiles warmly. In another room, a woman lies lifeless, grieving a life now passed, children gone, an absentee mate; she is alone, feels the burden of her inadequacy. I stand in the doorway between the two, […]

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Freak Show’s In Town

Come one! Come all! Step right up folks! See the amazing, one-of-a-kind, baby-juggling woman! Come see this matron turned tigress! Witness how the weaker sex transforms into a powerhouse of resourcefulness – a magnificent multitasker! You will not believe your eyes! These are no ordinary babies, Ladies and Gentleman! See the menacing three-year-old who looks […]

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Birthing The Heroic

If the Ninja Turtles had a mother, I’d be her – an overly pure-hearted woman with a penchant for rescuing victims and conquering evil. I’d prod them to stand up to injustice, teach them the difference between hiding and protecting themselves, encourage them to reveal their soft-underbellies with pride. I’d teach them the importance of […]

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Growing Wings

“Thank you for being here, Mom.”  The exhaustion in my daughter’s voice was echoed in her face.  The epidural had finally kicked in, and we were all feeling a sense of relief.  It was 5 a.m.  Her first contraction had hit at 1:20 the day before, as we were walking home from a lunch out. […]

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Lifelines

The forest is thick with the smell of new leaves, tinged with the lingering winter musk.  The trees here stretch endlessly upwards, their trunks a testimony to the timelessness of the place.  Rays of warm sunlight reach downwards, creating pockets of warm glow.  The soft moss and dry earth beneath my feet cushion my steps.  […]

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Laughter: Mother’s Medicine

“I’m so mad!”  My nine-year-old self slammed the front door and stomped down the hallway to the kitchen, where my mother was constantly positioned.  My little sister sat at the table, her legs swinging contentedly as she finished off a fresh baked cookie and glass of milk. “Well, hello!” my mother responded.  “Not a good […]

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