Melinda Coppola

twenty four may | from the inside out

Melinda Coppola

twenty four may | from the inside out

STONE LOVIN’

Dear reader, is there something in the natural world that you are really drawn to? Birds, clouds, pine trees? Lightening storms? Is there something for which you have an unrelenting affection? For, me, it’s stones. Specifically, I’m drawn to stones that hail from the edges of the sea. I feel so very alive and content […]

Love letter to the morning

Love Letter to the Morning There is much they don’t know. Our history, the ways we cleaved together and then peeled apart. How you went on without me, blithely, and I mourned you even when I didn’t name it. It. The mourning morning, the real morning that happens between 5 and 6am. I deprived myself […]