Friday, October 24, 2025

I wrote about her a lot


...and it felt nice to share the quirky things she used to via the poems.

I wondered if it would make me sad, but it made me happy to see other people smiling and enjoying her quirks too. 

A reading from the Sing Anthology as part of the Chippewa Valley Writing Festival. 

2 comments:

StephLove said...

That sounds wonderful and maybe a little healing.

Nance said...

I understand this completely, maya. Sharing stories about my dad always makes me feel proud and full of light. Letting people into our lives--people we love and trust--should always make us feel lighter and happier.

like a ghost in my throat

once again I tell my mom to hurry synonyms swarm in my belly  rushing, quickly, soon                              hug me, hug me other hours...