I was just going to leave it at an instagram post, you know add the hashtag, be part of the movement, try to somewhat stand in solidarity as a cheerleader in this virtual world for all these brave women sharing the darkest and hardest moments of their lives. The first poem I ever wrote (before […]

October 17, 2017

I’m Right Here (#metoo)

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October 3, 2017

Twenty-five Turned Blooming Twenty-six

Here’s another park thought in my nanny chronicles:  I write these posts as they happen and it went something like this:  I am currently watching as little girls and boys jump in sand, climb trees and laugh until they’re cranky and need a nap or maybe just a snack. And between the monkey bar jumping […]

August 15, 2017

Nine Year Olds && Boldness.