Thoughts on weaving, writing, stories, and life.
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Small Comfort
In chatting With a storytime mom As she was leaving with her Three year old daughter, I was comforted in knowing That her son was also struggling With kindergarten. He is also a smart kid (like mine). And while it’s disappointing To know that our kids are Struggling with our system As they are first… Read more
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An Offering (for the canyon)
Tending my body in the wise woman’s house I watch my loose hair go down the drain In Santa Fe Two days previously I watched my hair strands blow from my fingers In Chaco Canyon Read more
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A month ago
I wrote this poem a month ago. It has no title. We see through you. We know that the zebras Lined up in the carport Are a sign of mental distress. And the bears lined up in front of the door Were over the top. I was relieved when I was able To open the… Read more
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Soul Cleanse
You are a toxin That I need to release slowly Over time. Through tears and sweat And sweet, kind words To myself. Our son told me this morning That he thought that you had always Been mean to me. I will not Be the woman I hate to read about. Read more
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this is me being vulnerable
A while ago, I re-posted a blog I wrote for the people I work with about resilience and vulnerability. So while I had the idea that this website and blog (Woven Bits) would mainly focus on my weaving and transitioning from my current profession to one of my own creation, the universe seems to be… Read more

