Three Love Poems
Consortium Up before you, I hear your shuffle down the morning hall, the clearing of your throat, and my head turns of it’s own accord, trained by years of practice, and I’m looking for your…
Before the Poetry Reading
BEFORE the POETRY READING I want to thank God, goddess, fate, those who work in the otherworld office of lifespans where decisions are made— perhaps before we are born— about just how long we’ll slosh…
MelindaJanuary 22, 2026
The Only Reasonable Light
image by Melinda, "Shekinah" Oh, there is so much pain in this peopled world, and I dare say the majority of it is delivered to humans by other humans. I don’t pretend any circumstances will…
MelindaJanuary 15, 2026
This is What They Told Me to Tell You
Awakening from a decent night’s sleep a few days ago, I found strings of words inside my eyelids. I didn’t recognize them as my own—my assumption is they are angelic, though the distinction between inside…
MelindaJanuary 5, 2026
The Bus Stop Moms and Me
Hello, Today I'm sharing a short reading from my collection, "Little Pockets of Glow". Bus Stop Moms is a snapshot into my life in the slower lane of parenting my wonderful daughter who lives with…
MelindaDecember 5, 2025
To hell, to hell with this dry well
(To confront writers block, she) Mixed metaphors. Now I understand it was never about the others. Not their timeline, their values. Not the scripts we were fed about how to be and behave in this…
MelindaDecember 2, 2025
On Turkeys and Traffic and TIme
I'm taking a break from promoting my new book this morning to extoll the power of a pause. We humans do tend to plow into the middle of things in our self-important haste to get…
MelindaOctober 23, 2025
The Introvert at the Podium
Hello there, I've been writing about life with my special needs daughter since she was a toddler. She is by far the most interesting person I know. Like many people who are wired differently, she’s…
MelindaOctober 7, 2025
The Them that’s a We
Body Preach The neck spoke first: The muscles here— so tight with the shoulders in a way the grandmothers— who lay down with toil and breathed the breath of labor, laboring,— in a way that…
MelindaSeptember 2, 2025