35 degrees


wearing a warm robe in a cool back room

is my present reality

only words on this page have meaning

not the ones in my head

that I rehearse

to countless perpetrators

of countless wrongs

that never happened

i want to believe in


out with the old in with the new

sometimes the old was better

memories cannot be erased

I have  tried

and it does not work







coolness came today

drifting leaves

one by one

making piles of green and brown

on the ground

another winter looms ahead


we will see leaves grow again

in another spring

Raining Poetry event: poem Mighty Mint

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July, Caesar knew


July means so many things

from long lost loves

to diamond rings

from baby born

and baby unborn

sad secrets of

the lost forlorn

who wander still

throughout the meadows

of the night

the butterflies will dance through days

with slowed breathing

till silence speaks

which way which way

to go today

what date is it

for that will be

what July

days mean for me..

8 years gone


I was never the perfect child

I know I gave you pause and worry

I loved you fiercely though

And as a child would have saved you

If I could

The battles raged sometimes

I sat on your bed to comfort you

And brought you tea

Like every day at 93

When you lived with me

I wished it had been longer

We always do

 It’s so hard letting go not matter how old

My beloved mother

I also know the pain, for I have children too

 who give me pause

And worry

A parent’s trials.

It’s going to be warm today

I think I’ll finally go outside

And wipe my tears away

The Stress Test

They had her strip to bare her chest

She lay upon a table

The lights were bright

Her pulse was racing

Too much too soon

sheer panic when two women stood above

To rub and cleanse her

The cuff so tight upon her arm

Their faces stern and cold as ice

While gluing leads upon her chest

Which heaved while her pulse was racing

Don’t touch me please.

Cover me please.

Help me please.

Let me up.

Let me go.

You don’t know

That my mind is back when I was vulnerable

In every dream I cannot run

In every room without a door

In every corner, every basement, on every floor

NO MORE!!!!!!!!

“We cannot do the test my dear

Your pressure up it’s very clear

You must be stressed

About the


Reschedule please.

Not on my life

would I agree

for such humiliation

of that degree..

the veil

what lies beyond the veil that shrouds our minds

from memories and thoughts best left behind

like the dense fog lying low in the valley

the thought just barely out of reach

the creation of the veil is not easily forsaken

besides, there really is  no purpose now for clarity

and the pattern has been lived too long

the veil is a smooth safety net

covering truths best never met..




One Heart.. by Tara Eberle and Iridesense “inside,everybody’s got ONE heart”

One Heart is all about diversity, and acceptance.
It explores the reality of our differences. We all look differently on the outside. Different hair color, skin color, eye color. We even like different things. That’s not what’s most important. If you look at who we truly are, at our core, we are all the same. We need to spread this message to children, and to the world. Especially now when everyone is taking sides. Politically, religiously, etc. We are a muticultural world. Our differences on the outside make us unique, but our hearts need to be unified. One heart.

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Mom’s Pearls

Mom’s Pearls

My sister turns 70 this year.  I want to give her something special because it’s a milestone year, and she is very dear to me.  I have our mother’s pearls.  They ended up with me because she lived in my home the last 9 months of her life before her death.   That was eight years ago.

They are a set of beautiful cultured pearls.  A gift from my Dad to my Mom many years ago.  They have a beautiful sheen about them and all are a muted white except for four that are slightly darker.

I wanted to save them for one of my daughters. Yet how would I decide which one? I have already given them both some of her jewelry and I will of course, be giving them mine.  Probably before I die, so as to know who really wants what.

The pearls need to be restrung with knots. It would not be safe to wear them now and there is a gap before the catch.  They make me think of my mom and all the times I would help her with the clasp when she would be going out to a special occasion with my dad.. I would put on her makeup and polish her nails and the pearls would come on last.  They show up in many family photographs.

 I brought them to a jeweler, told her the story, and when I picked them up I marveled at how beautiful they looked, she had put the four that were slightly different in the back. It was really a big thing, silly as it might seem, for me to let go of the pearls. I teared up, and felt that funny feeling in my gut. I know my sister will cherish them as much as me.  I think she has always wanted them but never said, at least that’s what I “feel”.

The birthday party came and went , I gave her the pearls in a pretty pouch inside a larger box with a picture of us on it and it was funny because she said “ I wanted to wear pearls today but realized I didn’t have the right ones”.

 I knew what she meant and I smiled because she has the right ones now.

Why Survivors Don’t Speak

amazing post..yes, yes yes! thank you for speaking for so many..

Dating Tips for the Feminist Man

Why don’t survivors speak? It’s not just for the reasons you think.

Let’s take a journey inside the brain and nervous system of a woman or trans person experiencing serious gendered violence.

First, let’s visit Broca’s Area

Broca’s Area is a furl of neural matter in the left half of your brain, curled behind your left temple, above your left ear. There it is – the smaller of two orange patches. On the left, there:

For the neuroscience geeks in the room, Broca’s area was the first area of the brain to be associated with a specific function, when in 1861 Paul Broca examined the brain of a man who, in life, had been unable to speak, and discovered a significant lesion in the left frontal lobe. (That big hole in the brain in this picture below.)


Here’s a picture of the brain of a man who went by the name ‘Tan’ because that was the only word…

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