October 2010
The story of my mom.
Here’s something I’ve never posted on my blog before.
My mom is a lesbian.
MY MOM IS A LESBIAN.
It’s about a normal a sentence to me as saying she’s also a blonde or makes the best from scratch cookies’n’cream ice cream you’ve ever had.
Since our nation is FINALLY focused on bringing awareness to bullying and prejudices that LGBT teens and young...
3rdcoastfieldnotes asked: Just wanted to say hi. I love your blog and your label maker reminds me of my mom, who once typed this with hers: "Label Maker." She stuck it to the label maker, of course.
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January, 2008
i am two tip toes
knees with scars
backporch at the sea shore
and tobacco colored guitars
collarbone and shadows
arms like an ivy vine.
a pocket full of quarters
and no watch to tell the time
my heart finds solace
in a flannel shirt
a rough patched chin
and a smudge glass door
fingers tapping out a song
the hollow sound of our metal sink
keeping rhythm our shoeless feet.
~M
The long after dress.
File under: Things I wrote a long time ago. Specifically February, 2008.
Last night i came home thinking about my little beauty Carolyn who just got engaged and is taking me with her today to see what might possibly be “the dress.” I also was thinking about my gown and how it’s simply not fair that i don’t get to wear it again. I want to wear it everyday, or at least...
