Under the Leaves

Little girl sits beneath the canopy. The earth soft under her, bark at her back, summer leaves taking her under their wing, a hidden cave of green. No one will find her here.

Easter, '76

Eastertide

Eastertide We wake, search in Holly Hobby nightgowns. Daddy says, “I’m gonna bite his head right off.” Chocolate bunnies are hollow. Real chicks, pink, purple, green. “Your sister is allergic to rabbits.” Green plastic grass sticks to feet As the dog sits in pastel tinfoil pieces. Azalea, Forsythia, Dogwood Lenten Rose and Daffodils. “Jonquils,” Mama says. Yellow Easter dresses, white… Read more →

me2015

That Way Madness Lies

No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out? Pour on; I will endure. – William Shakespeare Hello, My name is Anne. If you asked me who I was a year ago, I would have said, Granddaughter, Daughter, Sister, Cousin, Mother, Friend. I would have said that I am┬ásure of myself, of my place in… Read more →