lay of the land.

the winter has barely shown us what it can do and I’m already deep into planning this spring’s garden. planning that I do every year, regardless of whether or not any seeds gets sewn. a careful calendar dictates the weeks of best beginnings. mapped out by square foot grids. paying attention to which vines twist in what…

ladyfest dayton 2018.

a very sweaty room full of people, most of them friends I love so much. a little stumble in the beginning. and a last minute decision to go on stage barefoot. thanks to my sweet girl for always capturing my performances. ladyfest was one for the books. here’s a video of my piece and of…

32 flavors of grace.

word of the year: grace (noun). elegance or beauty of form, manner, motion, or action: a pleasing or attractive quality or endowment: favor or goodwill. mercy; clemency; pardon: moral strength: my year started in a flood of beginnings. not just your typical new year’s resolutions but a divorce, a new job, and a new(ish) relationship…

roadtrips 2.0

three little humans. one week of summer break. and a single mama budget. I am probably insane. but this year we tackled our second east coast road trip as a family. I researched a lot of destinations and finally set my eyes on Cape Cod. New England has always been on my short list of dream…

mama, do my thighs touch?

the first time I questioned the validity of my body, of the space it took up, I was in middle school. a boy told my best friend that she had nice legs. he said not a word to me. I sat back down at my desk watching the way my pale skin spread and covered…

the year of BIG things.

“If I’m gonna tell a real story, I’m gonna start with my name.”     -Kendrick Lamar for the past decade, my name has been the most trivial aspect of my self. trading it instead for mom. or calling sordid acquaintances by it. scribbling it on various paper works. never has it felt my own or done…