Why Do You Pray That Way?

I pray with my students at the beginning of every single class. When I worked in public schools, I called it Breathe. Always the same words: Sit up nice and straight and tall, feet flat, rear ends to the backs of your chairs, shoulders back, eyes closed or looking down at your desk. Take a nice deep breath in and out. And another nice deep breath in and out. You are a person of great dignity and worth. The world got better on the day of your birth. There is nobody better than you. And one last deep breath in and…

Rerun: Mistaken Identity

First run Friday July 26, 2013  (The photos are from 2015) Today in the middle of a five mile walk I stopped at the Rite Aid to take a break and look at make up.  I didn’t want to buy anything.  I just felt like looking at the little pans of powdered hope before I hit the road again. I was feeling pretty cute if you want to know the truth. I’ve been exercising all summer and I’m tan from swimming with my kid. I was wearing a tank top that in my mind showed off my glorious biceps, and a ball…

Poem: Past Life

This is my past life This is the time you burned ruined cities in the fire with our daughters This was when the oldest one started drinking coffee This was when the youngest one sang along to everything This was the time when we got parking at the brewery When I saw my friend When our old dream house was overgrown When the sun broke through the fog Our old real house was tiny Our old dreams so simple Just this Just this. Remember that time just now When I ate two s’mores And said I wouldn’t take an organ…