Jabberwocky’s Mom

(a response to “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll) ‘Twas brillig, till the Jabberwock Did finish worthing in the wabe And…

You ask me to explain What was before this what after but all I have the chiming proof of wind…

Babyhood June 17, 2019

baby wakes at midnight pulls down threads of milk across the valley floor a train’s grate against tracks the scrape…

The coffee dripdrip dripbrown and hot in my mug milkwhite in hers poured cold from the fridge. Today we are…

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