Archive for January 2013

this is me

this is me. filled with light on an otherwise grey morning. giggling at the absurd amount of time i needed to figure out that letting go actually meant giving myself the most precious gift of all. and what a difference that has made. the smile may look the same, but it comes from within this […]

i touch the future. i teach.

twenty-seven years ago today, i was sitting in mr. quincy’s fifth grade class. on a media cart at the front of the classroom was a television broadcasting the launch of the space shuttle challenger, carrying it’s crew of seven. among them was christa mcauliffe, who was to be the first teacher in space. in an […]

the twenty-third of january

between the sacred and profane nobody hears me chant your name another year has gone again and i will never be the same i keep you close under my breath. it was one of those days that never really ends; there were no goodbyes.  i remember the fog and the ice and the road leading […]

i’m a winner

i entered three photos on a lark and promptly forgot about the DCist exposed photography show.  until yesterday.  yesterday i received notification that one of my photos was selected as a winner.  yes, one of my photos was chosen out of over 600 to be featured in a gallery show.  at a real art gallery.  in […]

the most beautiful lie

distance, timing, breakdown, fighting silence, the train runs off its tracks kiss me, try to fix it could you just try to listen? hang up, give up,  for the life of us we can’t get back. and try as i might, i just can’t get back.  there’s nothing left to say or do — it’s […]

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