Tell the Story
Monday I had the pleasure of speaking about dating violence and healthy relationships to a group of high school students. The coordinator of the event brought Earl Grey cupcakes after I mentioned that the day of the talk would be my birthday. Apparently, I am shameless. And they were delicious. But she gave everyone in […]
read moreHow to Feed An Orchid Clarify the relationship. It is you being fed and the orchid who spoons blossoms in your mouth. Find an east-facing room quiet as a theatre of monks watching a woman cross the stage. Do not involve your own thirst when watering. Incidental light is preferable to any replica of sun. […]
read moreTonight has been a long time in coming. I’ll be at Women in Distress, leading a writing workshop for survivors of domestic violence. Before we start writing our stories, I’ll read them this poem by Jennifer K. Sweeney, from the collection How to Live On Bread and Music: IN PRAISE AND APOLOGY For the man whose […]
read more“absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird” —The Time Traveler’s Wife. Thank you Griselda for this dark bird. Thank you Amy for the book that found its way to the top of the stack at just the right time and for this sonnet by Wordsorth: Surprised by joy – impatient as the wind […]
read moreIf you were coming in the Fall, I’d brush the Summer by, With half a smile, and half a spurn, As Housewives do, a Fly. If I could see you in a year, I’d wind the months in balls– And put them each in separate Drawers, For fear the numbers fuse– If only Centuries, delayed, […]
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For years I kept secrets in silence. Then, once upon a time, I spoke and wrote them to a handful of people and began to blog anonymously. Today I tell my stories face-to-face, online, and in a memoir coming soon. Telling our stories leads to freedom, empowerment, and growth, for both the teller and the told. Is today your once upon a time, your time to tell your story?
