A Mother’s Lament {You cannot stop this train. Save yourself.}

These words have leaked out of me, like tears trickling down the crevices of my heart.  It’s been an all-consuming few weeks. I owe friends updates, but it feels as if there’s no space for conversation when I’m taking in heaving breaths of air just to survive and dodging sorrow’s persistent arrows. At the same time.  Time is in such…

A Poem: good dad, bad dad

good dad, bad dad Originally uploaded by M e l o d y My Dad’s death stirred up so much turmoil for my sisters and me. Processing that, I wrote this poem. Good Dad. Bad Dad. I shed no tears today for the warrior who has fallen. Taken down by Cancer’s sword. My heart is…