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Clean kitchen. What do I want to do? Make a mess. chocolate mint candies bean and cheese tortillas with Rotel on top butternut squash Then I want to eat it with friends and family.

Because we do not rest, we lose our way. We miss the compass points that show us where to go. We lose the nourishment that gives us succor. We miss the quiet that gives us wisdom. Poisoned by the hypnotic … Continue reading →

I was 5 in an apartment on the edge of a suburb, half a block from Chicago’s cracked sidewalks, jagged pieces of cement laying next to the weeds pushed up overnight in summer. Our sidewalks were put together, our streets … Continue reading →

It’s dark at 8pm, crickets in full song. Owning a house = someone has weeding to do. Getting rid of unwanted stuff that is being given away involves a cluttered living room for a few days. Some burned bits are … Continue reading →

If I had been updating my facebook status update all week I may have written: I cleared all the ingredients, tools and bowls from our storage closet at the bakery today. Our kitchen wall is beautifully lined with large containers … Continue reading →

Oh I get restless, trying to figure out how to travel, how to live traveling, how to have an adventure full of sunshine and smiles. I’m summoning up will and courage along with David to do a purge on our … Continue reading →

I’ve stayed too long and there’s no exit. There’s no plan for escape. I don’t even want to escape and she’s sad. Her heart is breaking under the weight of certainty. She’s angry I’m not listening to her cries. This … Continue reading →

I want to look at print the next time I check my blog. Print all across the screen and not just down the left side. Have I any ideas? No. Well, yes. But not blog paragraph ideas. I’m full of … Continue reading →

orange plastic, yellow stripes, soft foam darts, denim, sweats, striped swishy pants fresh hair cuts, jackets abandoned softer sound of bird song than will be heard when pants are traded for shorts, sweatshirts for short sleeves sun out, full, warming, … Continue reading →

A Poem for Matthew from Devyn and Mommy 10/06/07 I like that you’re my brother. I like that you’re my son. Violets are blue Flowers are red How I love to see you bouncing on your bed Violets are blue … Continue reading →