we got a new cat
because sweetness breeds sweetness
and i’m just crazy

we got a new cat
because sweetness breeds sweetness
and i’m just crazy

i don’t fit in here
day forty-one in this house
it could be better
it could be tulips
it could be the longest ride
or the furthest drive
it could be a hike
or getting up before noon
or saying thank you
it could be a plan
a plan, for once, that’s not mine
without complaining
it could be me, free.
sewing patterns, riding bikes,
walking my puppy
or someone knowing
the hard work to make this work
that i always do
instead, i’m a nag
i’m a demon, i’m a bitch
i won’t leave them be
i won’t leave them be
when all they do is leave me
for forty-one days
if i lived alone
i could do what i wanted
(always moving, me)
no one would question
no one would complain, name-call,
or outright ignore

it would just be me
cross-stitching my way through days
one peace at a time
this is just to say
I have lost the art contest
to everyone in my dining room
they were so strong
and so detailed



so much depends upon
a teenage smile
giving a snarky peace sign
with an artist’s pencil
beside her sassy sisters
all i can muster:
pup standing in this cold creek
not knowing our pain

these organized shelves
ready to be fully stocked
with his last paychecks:

they represent us,
our Coronatine journal,
worry turned to work

work we’re still doing
with tiny pics on small screens
working for our kids

our creative kids
with a cat-house-building night
paw prints, love, and all

“new normal” softens
as we make the best of fate
on day thirty-eight
i’m back to haikus
(they suit the whole me better)
they’re written on bikes

the Denver sunshine
wins this quarantined Sunday
for those who listen

it seems so simple
to follow the rules. stay home.
be careful outside.

and at home? snuggle.
love the soft spaces of life.
soft spaces of love.


I’ve made it to the final day of gratitude! The ten last bits of gratitude for the Coronatine.

This will make 90 things I’ve managed to muster for gratitude during the quarantine. Today is not hard. I am going to try to make this easier day by day, but today is unique.











Be grateful. Be yourselves. Make the best of this shit. That’s all for today.
So grateful for:




I can do four more days of gratitude, right? Because I am getting anxious to return to my usual bitching.

