by Laurie | Jun 7, 2023 | Poetry, Serious
Feeling sad was always bad So I pushed Past it Around it Ground it Down into a dust Slow-filtering out as much as I could trust through clutched-tight, tiny heart-cracks meeting up with tears swallowed into my chest it created…quite a muddy mess...
by Laurie | Jun 6, 2023 | Poetry, Serious
It makes sense to cry a lot. What didn’t make any sense was to be numb in my little bed, to shove away the fear, grief, unmet needs, then arrive outside my bedroom door, at the classroom door, at the neighbor’s door with a big smile on my...
by Laurie | Feb 20, 2023 | Poetry, Serious
“Oh Hello…what have you brought there?” I hold the plate of kid-baked, decorated, ginger-bread cookies in front of her. Eyes are shinny with expectation as she sits up Gray hair, unusually clean, a little thinner, But the same pale blue, opaque...
by Laurie | Feb 15, 2023 | Heavy Duty, Poetry
She kept me around on her pantry shelf as she sucked another soul glibly into her gullet licking her fingers in feigned innocence knowing I was there in despair Clean hope was her enemy It’s fresh scent leads prey off the trail Into the...
by Laurie | Feb 15, 2023 | Poetry, Serious
I can hike and ski and walk and write and dig and lift and pull and plant and climb and fall and jump and roll But I be will be sore, after I have smooth skin, soft skin, long legs, tapering ankles, healthy curly hair, bright eyes, strong feet But parts of me are...
by Laurie | Jul 8, 2022 | Heavy Duty, Poetry
It MAKES SENSE to cry a lot. What didn’t make any sense was to be numb in my little bed, to shove away the fear, grief, unmet needs, then arrive outside my bedroom door, at the classroom door, at the neighbor’s door with a big smile on my face. That tore me up,...
