Cracking My Heart Open

Cracking My Heart Open

*mentions of my husband are done with his full permission My heart has been cracked open this year – raw, exposed. In the early days of COVID-19, Barton and I sat on the back porch listening to the silence, recovering from the arena that 2019 presented. I stood...
Bone Maps

Bone Maps

~ In a pile of papers, I found my mother’s x-ray images. And these words emerged as I approached a memory day. Bone Maps My mom’s bones glow through translucent glossy wax, spaces frayed by disconnection a body attacking its own cells, breaking down life force....