Is it Possible to “Mom” Too Hard?

Is it possible to “mom” too hard? Momming too hard looks like being pulled between my desire to work additional hours, because it’s easier than breaking up yet another fight & unleashing my inner Krakken because they snuck into the chocolate once again and cracked the passcode on the iPad, versus the guilt I feel…

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The Fire Starter

He crept in quietly, like a chameleon. His lingering kisses took me on a voyage, told a story, with crescendos and denouements. Usually he chased the sun in one of his rebuilt engines or on one of his many motorcycles, but he hit the brakes when with me. Smooth, I thought he was water. But…

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The Real Reason Your Friends Post So Many Pictures of their Kids Online

For a parent, there’s only one other day as dreaded as Halloween, and that’s School Picture Day. I know are probably thinking, What could be more terrifying than having to sew the perfect Minecraft Enderman outfit in time for the Halloween candy crush, only to be followed by red dye psychosis and a visit to…

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Eliot Fisk Plays “Memories of Alhambra”

“Memories of Alhambra” he calls it,And already I know I’m in trouble.Woody Allen’s doppelgangerDances impossibly deft fingersOver a small, custom guitarSounding not like one, but two.Transported to a life I have not yet lived,More lovely than a dream,I recall stories once imaginedWhile visiting the ancient Moorish castleOf love gained and lost,Deeper than the Mediterranean.Despair and…

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Thunder, Lightning, and I Found My Spirit Animal

Ahhhhh, Takhini Hot Springs… a lovely outdoor Olympic pool-sized bath fed by the natural hot springs of the Takhini underworld, where everything moves as if in slow-motion– like after dancing it up all night in the club then walking into daylight for the first time in a blurry-eyed state of blissful exhaustion just as the…

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Behemoth’s Maiden Voyage, Day 1: Wah, I want to go home!

The first five minutes in the Behemoth weren’t good. On first smell I could tell something wasn’t right. Then something in the truck caused my hyper sensitive lungs to react, and suddenly I needed my inhaler.  On our first corner we climbed a small hill, and our flatbed Chevy Cheyenne work truck slowly putted up…

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Wildfire Birthday

Wildfires wrapped me in their hazy cocoon yesterday.Muffled all sounds and thoughts like a cold,Like the eerie quiet of underwater. Orange sun transformed my living room into a glass of Tang.  A parliament of eagles vied for salmon guts on the beach, chasing off the ravens over daisies and seaweed. Quarreling ravens forced out a…

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Other People’s Children

“Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me” — Mathew 25:40 Last May, when the Trump administration starting separating children from their parents and housing them in hieleras (ice boxes) and cages, under deplorable conditions with no clear intention or process for reuniting them…

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This Body Teaches Me

Air dense with trees and pollen,  I couldn’t get a breath in. Sent to live in an oxygen tent at age seven. Short breaths Left their autograph in my health, And I am left with gratitude That I can exhale chatter And inhale what really matters. One morning my jaw couldn’t move  Because I could…

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