daisy chain and hairpins

some say the drive takes an hour
but i know you can make it
in just thirty minutes
because you did it
at 1 something in the morning
i was yelling from the bathroom
telling it you it was time to go
you memorized every hairpin turn
and knew just how fast
to take them and still be safe
but today i head up the mountain
because i finally got invited
to hang with the siblings
and i wonder how long it will take
for us to reach
our destination

In response to Reach.


thru my lense: Treasure


a gift from my mom
on the day i was baptized
in a lake on a mountain

21 years old and celebrating
my second birthday, without knowing
there was another life in me

three weeks pregnant
and i didn’t suspect it yet,
two bodies baptized that day

years later, on a day that broke
my heart, i found it on the floor
how it got there, i don’t know

two boys sitting at a table

a paper and pile of crayons
laid out in front of him
will he draw clouds?
probably not
he doesn’t really draw yet
he sits in his booster seat
putting the crayons back
and dumping them again
but his blond curls
are fluffy this morning
like cumulus

he could tell you about clouds
how they are made
we read a book about weather
and he remembered
and we talked about
where water goes
when the sun dries it
and where rain comes from
he knows evaporation
sometimes he remembers condensation
and babies come from volcanoes

*In response to Clouds


maybe its too personal today
but isnt everything i write

mothers day last year
j noticed it and asked
what happened mama
glancing over at his dad
i replied
mama got hurt a long time ago
oh im sorry j said
and he kissed it
to make it feel better

a few days ago he noticed again
mom youre swollen
no baby thats a scar
oh ok and he left to go play

someday ill have to tell him
something more
something real
about why mamas body is covered
in thin little lines

but how can i tell him
without breaking his heart
the same way
his fathers heart broke
with each little line
the same way
our Father wept
as every drop
blood and tears

*In response to Scars.