Octopoem Day 8

You’re getting two posts today because I missed the day 8 deadline 😬 Grands- Two tow-headed blondes now dark As winter continues to fill the night with snow Running in and out and biking in circles through the hall Too cold to stay out too long  Wearing Hawaii gear today during the visit Climbing over

Dodoitsu Day 7

What lies behind that sparkle? Childhood trauma still with you? Secrets locked inside your tears? I beg you; please stay https://stephaniesaysso.blogspot.com/2021/04/day-7-japanese-dodoitsu-poem-for-30.html?spref=fb&fbclid=IwAR0lbOiyx-BmMkWgOWsoMZ9b1x8yzJF0-xyBQND7Lhl2EOnBU9pfxHfhj1w&m=1

Pyramid Poem Day 6

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The 5 W’s Day 5

Flash Fiction Contest 1 hour/1000 words

The breath is so loud.  She almost believes it is someone running to catch up rather than her own ragged breathing. Her brain berates her and she doesn’t have the time to stop and go through the necessary steps to calm it. No time to take four controlling breaths. No time to write what she

Why Can’t We Take a Moment?

I haven’t felt the pain of losing a child, but I have seen the pain of losing a child. Written on the faces of my family, and friends…and now a nation…repeatedly. When I read the headline ‘school shooting’ I already know what I will see when I open any social media app. The left sucks.

Motherhood and Letting Go

  Maybe I’ll blog, I think with no real intention (again) of putting effort behind the thought. But then, today, I read the blog of a “friend”–basically someone I met while studying for my MFA- whose words have always touched me in ways I can’t explain. Today they made me cry while I read them.