I just remembered a poem I wrote in French while attending an immersion program the summer of 1999. Like a song, I repeated three lines that spoke to how the summer had changed me and to how different I was from classmates. I wrote it during the final week of six. And then I remembered […]
Want to be an amazing Administration? Okay. But you can’t also be an amazing mother. Want to get a PhD? Okay. But you can’t also have copious amounts of time in your garden.
my pain with his fingers singing my life with his words killing me softly with his song telling my whole life with his words no wonder it’s such a great song…it comes from poetry. good words = good lyrics = great music = fantastically fun performance = fun was had by all = what i […]
makes me music breaks me it’s who i am and who i never want to be yet lives inside of me what’s your music? **** wrote that poem years ago…a decade at least. there’s more to it. that part is what i remember most vividly. the words flow across my mind (why do we talk […]