in the girl there’s a room

i’ve started to believe a lie. the one that says my daughter is unreachable. that would be the one. that she is happy, content, with her routines and habits and phrases. that’s enough. it’s good enough. that classroom there. the one showing movies everyday. the one where the center tables sit empty and kids sit

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angelus

the angelus was traditionally recited three times a day.  at 6am and noon and 6pm the bells rang out calling the devoted to remember the incarnation of god.  ringing out the reminder that god put on flesh. mary bore a child and it changed her life. i’m talking to the students.  i’m directing a play.  my

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first day

i’m not a good dance partner.  i always take the lead.  luckily i have a god that is able to lead even when i lead.  he has a hand on the small of my back and directs me here and there like water – all the while i believe my steps are my own. years

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nothing is ever quite

summer days are stretching toward september. abraham is quiet and thinking of new schools, new friends. i’m thinking about home, vases on tables and fall sunlight coming through windows onto school books. bringing mazzy home again, an idea came to me and it seemed like a good one. less eleanor. the sisters have been fighting.

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