ancestral

Grandfather, open

This is a poem dedicated to my grandfather, who passed before I was born. May the darkness become the light and in your stillness, may you dance. I’ve carried your dreams in me, a pocket full of seeds.For a long time, I was hungry, but this hunger belonged to you. It was you I wasContinue reading “Grandfather, open”

thoughts of summer and fatherlessness

Leave it up to the Moon, to give or take. To gift or strip away as She pleases. She knows better the story held inside your bones. Leave it up to the Moon, the building and the breaking down – the monthly shedding as parts of you fall and new ones grow. She knows betterContinue reading “thoughts of summer and fatherlessness”

my home hurts

Start packing, we’re leaving next week. I was fourteen when I watched my home shrink and disappear from the round window of a cramped plane. Friends, music band, teachers, family, home, fields, mountains, grandmother, streets, language, dog – all left behind, becoming smaller, and disappearing as I trudged with a heavy suitcase. My face wasContinue reading “my home hurts”