to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its
Poetry Ptuesday: The Morning after I Killed Myself by Meggie Royer
The morning after I killed myself, I woke up. I made myself breakfast in bed. I added salt and pepper to my eggs and used my toast for a cheese and bacon sandwich. I squeezed a grapefruit into a juice
Plant Appreciation Post: Wall Mounted Ferns
Last summer, the lovely Mini helped me wall mount two of my ferns. Well first she accompanied me to Terrain where we picked up the beauties, then she helped me get them situated. So after she blessed them with her
Poetry Ptuesday: Hurry by Marie Howe
“Honey I’m sorry I keep saying Hurry–”
Starting Today: Salt Houses by Hala Alyan
I’ve shared snippets of this beautifully written, heartrending, monumental work before. But I’m reading it for the first time in its entirety, and I’m already in stupid love. “Well, you’re not here. Such is the ease with which one can