Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Breathing :: a found poem


i was purging documents in the Pages App on my iPad and found this, written February 2015. i still find myself holding my breath, waiting for the exhale.



for most my life

it seems i held my breath

waiting to exhale

in fear of the next

relieved i can breathe

i expel moments past

inhale the present


breathing deeply at last

Pulling Threads :: The Boarder

Sometime between elementary and my middle-school-age years we had a boarder. The Colton's lived down the street. Mrs. Colton would s...