Wagons Ahead

May 2, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

At 4:00 a.m we are both wide awake, so we decide to get up, have a leisurely breakfast and hit the road early. Today we are driving to Utah, having spent the night in Idaho. My fibromyalgia is flaring up. Not sure if it is long periods of sitting, or the over stimulation of passing […]

RV-Able: New Mexico

January 23, 2018.Reading time 3 minutes.

“Welcome to New Mexico Land of Enchantment” the yellow banner with red lettering reads crossing state lines. We are stopping for the night in Las Cruces, at Hacienda RV park. The park is easy access from the highway, and now that we are on Mountain time, we’ve gained an extra hour in our day. “Let’s […]

Where Are The Dogs?

Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]

Turning (tanka)

Mother

When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]