Category Archives: Poetry

My Patna’

I was fortunate enough to grow up in a loving household. I was even more fortunate to grow up with my paternal grandmother in that loving household – Ethel (her friends called her Peggy) Ouellette. Her maiden name was Williams … Continue reading

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Smoke and Mirrors

A light show, pockets of illumination in a sea of ice where I imagine whales dancing and the light pockets the spaces where they surface to breathe. The pockets stretch for miles and as far as I can see: a … Continue reading

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Kids say the darndest things: Talking to myself

In May 2004, I attended a conference in Maryland. At the time, I was working in San Antonio, TX, and my mother had just gone through two surgeries, chemotherapy, and radiation to treat breast cancer. She’s been in remission now … Continue reading

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Rough cuts: A rare glimpse

I was feeling a bit musical and lonely tonight, so I picked up one of my good friends and had a chat. Apparently, I was also feeling brave. Please forgive the “rough cut,” including my vocal goofs, and overall volume/sync … Continue reading

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Where I’m from

From 3/31 poetry workshop.¬†We were asked to emulate a particular poem. As a “military brat” who moved every 4-5 years, this was the result: Where I’m from, the white sands look like snow on the sunniest of days – the … Continue reading

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Right Guard and Peppermint

From 3/31/2012. I wrote this at a poetry workshop after being asked to think about the place where I am the happiest. I was writing while sobbing. I miss my grandma so deeply and completely and, recently, this emptiness described … Continue reading

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white blossoms of yesterday

(I wrote this after an evening walk sometime in April.) The wind pushes at my back as it does the white blossoms from the early bloomed tree. They scatter around and in that moment, as the petals are seemingly suspended … Continue reading

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Mirror, Mirror

When I look in the mirror, I wonder if the image reflecting back is what you see. You don’t know me. There is a reversal, and the optimism I project seems to be rejected back. You don’t see me. All … Continue reading

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Fairies and Nymphs

Fairies and nymphs are gentle companions to my pain and pride. They abide by the rules of never-land, a place where your wildest desires are commonplace realities: replacing misfortune and erasing doubt with pixy dust and starlit nights. Loneliness is … Continue reading

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“A letter to my son”

(I wish to someday have children and should one of them be a boy, this is what I would want for him. However, I have worked with many young men who I have treated in a similar fashion, so this … Continue reading

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