Snapbacks and Tutus

Learning to embrace the mess and writing about it

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.  […]

There Is a House I Love

There is a house that I love.  It is not mine and its inhabitants are unfamiliar to me, but it is an alluring structure.  Magnolia trees line the gentle curve of the drive as if to beckon visitors to lean in, and the neatly trimmed lawn and carefully curated rose bushes that pepper the exterior […]

It is Clearly Winter

t is clearly winter.  The landscape outside my window this morning is barren, and the air is choked with dark fog.   The land is bare and brown, dry and cold and the tree branches brittle and stark strain against the malicious bitter wind that threatens their very existence. It is clearly winter, and the shadows […]

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