one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)

one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)

a soft Saturday
to soften life’s hard edges
with kindness and calm
my life in a meal:
always trying for the pic
always missing it

this choice will break me no matter what i decide. so i should decide.
snow like stardust
sparkling in morning light
to begin our day

almost all love skis
and that’s enough for today
that, and fresh powder


Almost a year ago, we invited this boy home for Christmas because he was living in a youth shelter.
We brought him downtown to see this beautiful tree.
And what a year it has been. Challenging in more ways than we ever thought imaginable, and all of us adjusting to this new life of having a brother and a son in the midst of a pandemic.
Here we are, standing under these same lights. And aren’t they still beautiful?



hidden behind mask
is my sixteen-year-old girl
(her pandemic grin)

i hope to win her
with walks, drives, conversations
just like the old days

Vamos a ganar
with this American map
he knows nothing of

every moment counts
and he has read my soul here
with these three small words
these fleeting moments
shared with a stencil of love
between my daughters
