by mary1988 | Aug 1, 2024 | 2024
When I say the lake is like glass I mean the kind of glass on which I once loved to skate,back in the days when I waited patiently for the Zambonito shave the frosted chunks off the iceand the pools of water to evaporate.I remember lugging a...
by mary1988 | Jul 19, 2024 | 2024
Is it okay to be afraid? I whisper,my words slipping out unintentionallyas lightning illuminates an angry skyand thunder explodes like circling cannons. Sails down, we huddle in the companionway,knowing the mast on our sailboat is a conduit for the electrical fury...
by mary1988 | Jul 7, 2024 | 2024
Before sailing out the channel,an army of sweat beesemerges from the forestas if telling meit’s time to leave. Thank you to Mother, who agreed to move into respite care while Rubin and I sail out the channel and head north. (Respite care is designed to provide...
by mary1988 | Jun 17, 2024 | 2024
Death, certainly, is the most permanent. Like the time my older sister lost her kittento the teeth of the dog next door. Or the morning he, who could no longer speak, said goodbye to his wife with his eyes. But I also have wept after...
by mary1988 | Jun 3, 2024 | 2024
Two deaths in three days. A brother. A poetry friend. And yet, the robins, finches, cardinals, and chickadees are singing from the trees at dawn. Their songs remind me it is a new day rich in possibilities.How do I want to live my “one wild and precious life?”...
