“I tried to be a hero for a day, but all my superpowers failed to save. So I turned in my ego and my cape. I was made to fly, but not this way. It all starts with breathing You in; breathing You in deeply. I’ve been drowning under my skin. No one but You [...]
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For Such a Time as This
The day stretched until I was sure it would burst. My arms couldn’t hold it. Both of my boys were out of sorts. Their struggles became the pick-up stick pile that I wove in and out of all day. Papa swore it was full moon angst. And I just swore that my patience was gone. [...]
No Crying in Baseball
Minutes before we were to walk out the door, my brother arrived with my grandfather's garden shears in his hands. "We figured you probably already had some nice ones, but thought you might also like these. Because, well...they were his, ya know?" Made to last. They're notably heavier than the shiny new. But they weigh [...]
It was worth it
Each week he is taught the power of a dollar given to good and the power of an hour given to help. This week he was also taught the power of a ballot. He stood at my side as I explained that a small mark would join others and together be one loud voice. He [...]
Heart Shaped Pancakes
My Love- This morning was hardly idyllic. Messes on floors. Trash to curb. Bills to pay. The sun had just punched the clock. Already, you and I a bit worn and weary, laughed about it being Valentine’s Day. As you walked to the door, I fought to pull you back with my eyes. You smiled. [...]
Not even for a moment.
“I don’t want you to feel alone.”, he says. And a contradiction spins between my ears and barely skips past my tongue, “But I am...and I’m not. I’m alone and never alone. They are always with me. But I also feel alone in this.” Through the day they are right by my side or held [...]
My Adult Life
He describes it in perfect detail. From the fireproof walls to the color of the front door. The bathroom floors are penny tiles. On the dining room wall hangs a fruit bowl still life painted by his own hand. He can tell you the floor plan precisely. His eyes have memorized a scene they’ve only seen in [...]
A Fractured Line
“You’re not alone. It’s going to be okay.” As soon as the words left my lips I realized I had spoken them for myself too. He curled up alongside; just happy to be near and safe. He believed me when I said that everything would be fine. Even as I wrestled with it. I was up [...]
A Whole New Land
Of all the soil that my feet have landed upon and of all the air I’ve breathed... Whether across the Atlantic or the Pacific, over or under, amongst mountain and wood, brick and neon, or sand and sea... I often feel the journey that has most ignited my mind and unleashed my heart has happened [...]
A Full Heart Breaking
“What if the water touches you, Mama? What if you get wet?” He stands cautiously to my right, where seaweed has been tossed and left behind. “Sometimes you have to get close to get the good stuff.” I stand up brushing sand off of my knees. Staring out at a mass of churning grey against [...]
Emmy Goulet 
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