by The Weed | Feb 7, 2017 | The Weed
When my mom was sick–several years in–she went outside one afternoon in the summer and saw that poppies had grown spontaneously in our side-yard. They were orange and bright. She was something of a gardener. I have many memories of her outside in the...
by The Weed | Dec 29, 2016 | The Weed
Stream of consciousness as we drive: I’m listening to the Brahms violin concerto. It’s… I haven’t decided yet. I’d never heard it before this week. I’ve been thinking a lot about poetry–it’s like my mind revolves around...
by The Weed | Dec 16, 2016 | The Weed
I’m reading about habits. It’s something I do–read about habits and schedules and stuff. I do it when it’s time to re-engage with life. I’m wanting to get back into things. There’s been six months of my life that feel lost–I...
by The Weed | Aug 9, 2016 | The Weed
I’ll give you some vicissitudes. (Alternative title: Another Really Horrible Thing That Happened to my Family) Life is… terrible. Have you noticed? It is also beautiful. The last few months have been an incredible case in point of these two realities. A...
by The Weed | Jun 15, 2016 | The Weed
My mommy was laid to rest two weeks ago tomorrow. I woke up to birdsong early on the morning of her funeral. The birds were so loud, they woke me up at dawn–way too early. I couldn’t get back to sleep. I felt sick to my stomach. Jenni, Chris and I (the...