A Winter Solstice poem

If autumn is a slow death Then winter is her last step Almost suddenly Everything is gone Life on the surface Surrenders to frigid air And gives up its breath, its color, its warmth The last rose blooms And dies Fading color invites the Long, cold silence Where do you put hope in the darkest … Continue reading A Winter Solstice poem



Tonight during my usual reflect-on-and-try-to-make-sense-of-my-life time of the evening, I remembered a scar on my stomach. It's about 3 inches long and nearly a centimeter high - you would think I wouldn't forget about it. I'm painfully aware of it during swimsuit season and I used to be quite self-conscious about it as I was getting to know … Continue reading Scars