Snapbacks and Tutus

Learning to embrace the mess and writing about it

Perspective from the Periphery

For as long as my humanity allows for memory, I recall feeling out of step.  A round peg in a square hole so to speak, gravitating to the grey in a black and white world, forged in the crucible of different.  Even into early adulthood, the feeling was undefinable.  There was a certain dissonance between […]

The Journey

I was fairly certain, as the Captain of the ship gently maneuvered the substantial vessel into port, that the lush little island flanked by the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea was a world of both exquisite and menacing things.  I struggled a bit as we headed ashore trying to contain the unhinged excitement of […]

Milestones

My day to day life is directed quite stringently by a calendar.  This is not by choice.  My nature, my penchant for the creative, longs simply for a blank page, an expectant easel or a vacant stage, but reality keeps me tethered to a complicated calendar life, color coded, blocked and full of busy.  Each […]

An Affection for Autumn

Though I am a summer girl, I will admit to having an affection for autumn.  In the southland it begins with an understated change in the light.  I appreciate the subtlety as the bold summer sunshine yields to a deep flaxen blush that casts a fertile glow over all earthly things.  I delight as the […]

The Summit

I am afraid of heights.  My loathing of anything taller than my 7th grader is so profound, that even the low definition image of another human perched on the edge of almost anything will send me scrambling for a steady object on which to cling.  I am afraid of heights, so it made perfect sense to […]

I am A Summer Girl

I am a summer girl.  Born on a sultry July evening in Baton Rouge, Louisiana it is almost as if I was created to breathe the moist, languid, soupy air of the Mississippi river.  I am comfortable wrapped in the sweet Honeysuckle laden heat of summertide, where the air is thick with swamp flowers, magnolia […]

And So It’s Spring

he clock adjacent to my bed read 3:32 am.  Lured from slumber by the haunting, mournful song of a nightingale settled into his favorite nesting spot just outside my bedroom window, I lay cocooned in a sea of down repeatedly reviewing the next day’s to-do list in my mind.  Distracted and restless, my eye was […]

Making Music

As I rounded the corner my ears stilled to the faint sound of a child’s voice from within the small bathroom to the left of the stairwell.  It was muffled by the steady rush of water, the indication of a shower in progress, but it was audible nonetheless.  I stopped hesitantly and tightened my grip […]

Sweet Melancholy

But beautiful melancholy invites nuance and complexity.  It allows me to take the vastly polar ends of the emotional spectrum in stride, recognizing the transience of both. There is something about Louisiana in the odd uneven throes of August. Despite the muggy heat, the Mississippi Delta air is surprisingly pleasant, soft like silk on skin, […]

What If?

Today I wore a pair of threadbare yoga pants and an unembellished oversized sweatshirt.  I have yet to shower, and the  pallor of my face is make-up free.  In the blush of early morning, I grabbed a worn-out blanket to cover myself, though the air outside is moderate and welcoming.  Life can be so slippery.  […]

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