Danger Is Not My Middle Name

Danger Is Not My Middle Name

by | May 9, 2012 | Pocket Change, Sweet Tea

Danger is not my middle name. Mine rings of safety– ”Lee,” the one whose feet tread nice and slow through grassy meadows. I am the cautious firstborn who once trembled at the thought of removing the Huffy training wheels, who accidentally did the splits the...
Beyond Little Droplets…(in)RL

Beyond Little Droplets…(in)RL

by | May 1, 2012 | Sweet Tea

In little droplets we give and get. 140 characters or less do their best to articulate the everyday mercy, the wide-eyed wonder, the treasure in the earthen vessel @thismoment. Maybe an instagr.am is like a thousand words; or maybe it’s more like a cave drawing, a...
All in a Day’s Drive

All in a Day’s Drive

by | Apr 20, 2012 | Fireflies

I have choreographed the morning perfectly, checked off every to-do but one. I press the accelerator gently, no hurry, and roll through town with a rare feeling of calm. At the intersection, I am first in line to turn. I wait. The green light goes stale while cars sit...
Gift at Low Tide

Gift at Low Tide

by | Apr 5, 2012 | Fireflies, Fresh-Cut Flowers

Palms waved on Palm Sunday, fronds rattling, applause in the wind. I walked hand-in-hand with my firstborn toward our abandoned umbrella, its fringe fluttering near the shoreline. Bare feet shuffled over sandy cobblestone, felt the grit, the heat. I clicked my tongue...
Gran Via Balcony

Gran Via Balcony

by | Mar 20, 2012 | Pencils & Pens

In the courtyard, cats are sleeping Limbs stretched in warm channels of terra cotta No tension in dreams Raw experience, no symbols They are agile over arches Fluid between railings of gates and fences Moving on the breeze of instinct Like linen curtains prancing...