motherhood snippets:
a brilliant purple houseplant
captured in glory
molé for the win?
another failed recipe
to exhaust my soul
oh, but the chocolate
hidden behind the bright beads
of sesame seeds
her anxiety
so present, prescient, painful
and i cannot win
with a little sun,
the Begonia brings Christmas
to non-believers
the garden goes on
far into September nights
when i make salsa
and another quiche
made by my girl while canning
consumed my evening
small measures of growth
found in homework submitted
and cut junipers
could we win it back?
the country that we have lost?
trimmed, but at what cost?
instructions, really?
i’ll pour it into a pan
and hope for the best
zucchini: the best.
it will make anything work
(yes, like my husband)
can you imagine?
finding this at age nineteen?
this gem of a love?
why, yes, that’s a bloom
after a summer snowstorm
they both still love me
from smoky skies to ice
all the devil’s handiwork
(Earth in humans’ grip)
garden donations:
(nice to have gardening friends
who offer seeds, plants)
why yes, i bake things
(zucchini things in summer)
feels like Hell’s Kitchen
my oven burned me
burned us all with its heat spread
well, not anymore
that’s right, baby:
a 9×13 glass dish,
two 8-inch cake pans
this Breville will hold
a 12-inch cast iron pan
without burning us
worth every penny
(it’s not even Christmas yet)
boy am i ready
zucchini again
hidden in pesto pasta,
garden tomatoes
zucchini tonight:
soon to be my life story–
sweet stuffing, hard shell
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